#ends up with a casually worded hc whoops

[yakuzacanons]

Heyo can i have general headcanons on how the boys would react to hand holding for the first time before they officially started dating their s/o?

HeYO this one has been a long time comin so we are tackling it today. The hcs themselves will be pretty short since this is gonna be long list of boys but if you want more details on a specific guy or guys, just lemme know!

Kiryu Kazuma

It's 50/50 whether he'll take the lead on the hand holding or let you lead. Either way, he doesn't really say much during the event but internally he's like "Oh boy, this is serious now". You might catch him smiling a little too. If you ask him about it, he'll say it's nothing but his smile will only get bigger, as will yours.

Majima Goro

Most likely of all the boys to grab your hand out of the heat of the moment, either of a romantic or threatening kind. It's even more likely to happen if he's trying to protect you, in which he'll just instinctually grab your hand and start walking, only to realize a few feet later than he's doing that. Then he'll suddenly stop and be like "Whoops. Well, too late to stop holdin' yer hand now, huh?"

Saejima Taiga

He's more likely to let you decide when to start holding hands unless it's wintertime. The man is a total cuddle bug when the weather gets cold and would honestly hold your hand under the guise of keeping them warm. If you need a human heater, he's your guy.

Akiyama Shun

Out of all the boys, he's the most likely to initiate hand holding or really any physical intimacy before being in an official relationship because he is a SIMP with a capital S. Don't mistake that for being slimy though, he's a very romantic handholder and it'll be the sappiest sweetest moment.

Tanimura Masayoshi

Honestly, he starts holding your hand by accident! Very meet cute, like he'll be helping you down from a high up spot and just hold onto your hand for too long. He's a bit boyish so something like this might happen before he even confesses his feelings to you. This event might actually just lead to a confession in of itself.

Ryuji Goda

Shockingly for as much of a playboy he can be, hand holding is something Ryuji doesn't do super often unless it's someone he is very serious about. The man takes physical gestures like that pretty seriously. Knowing him, it'll be complete with a romantic and lavish dinner to match. It'll also probably be the moment he asks you to make the relationship official too.

Nishikiyama Akira

Opposite of Ryuji in that this little flirt be holding hands with just about anyone. Still, that doesn't make it any less cute when he starts holding hands with you. In fact, if YOU initiate the hand holding, he might die of cuteness. He'll totally try to hide it with a smart remark but you can see him blushing and he knows it.

Daigo Dojima

Our Daigo has more sexual than romantic experience so he's kind of hesitant to take the lead. More likely to let you initiate physical intimacy unless he's feeling particularly overwhelmed by his feelings. If you two haven't held hands, he'll definitely be holding yours when he asks you to take things to the next level.

Mine Yoshitaka

King of hand holding, the man will be holding your hand right off the bat once you two realize you're more than friends. Also king of rubbing his thumb over yours or squeezing your hand. Man isn't much of a talker but he's fluent in body language.

Tatsuo Shinada

This dork will honestly end up holding your hand while he's trying to show you someplace, probably on a date. He knows all kinds of neat hole-in-the-wall restaurants so he'll just casually be like "Here, take my hand!" while taking you out someplace.

Kashiwagi Osamu

Gentleman is the first word that comes to mind when describing how Kashiwagi goes about getting physical in a relationship. He isn't afraid to initiate it exactly but he'll definitely wait until he can be pretty sure you'd be okay with certain things. He won't make a lot of fuss about it, one day he'll just casually and gently slip his hand into yours. It'll be so natural you might not even realize how big of a deal it is until after the fact.

Ichiban Kasuga

Before the relationship is official, this man ain't initiating jack fuckin shit cuz he's the most anxious boy in the world. Constantly worried he'll upset you or he's being too forward. Having said that, if you start holding his hand one day, he'll blush so hard that you'll be worried that his face won't return to its normal color.

Tianyou Zhao

This stinky little multi-ring wearing boy is the KING of hand holding in ways you can't imagine. Also loves to take your hand only to pull you closer, it's very flirtatious and ungodly cute. That's probably how the two of you start holding hands anyways, you'll be out on the town on a date as you normally would and suddenly he's got your hand in his and he's tugging you to walk a little closer to him, all with that mischevious grin on his face.

Joon-Gi Han

Similar to Ichiban but with less painfully obvious nervousness. He understands what constitutes intimacy but is just unsure when or where is the right time to start doing certain things. Unlike Ichiban, Joon-Gi is still likely to start holding your hand on his own accord. It'll likely be a private and quiet moment between the two of you, maybe eating a snack on the pier while the sun is setting. He won't say much, just interlace his fingers with yours in peace.

Yu Nanba

Bit shy when it comes to intimacy before a relationship is official. He's kind of old fashioned, somewhat due to his older age. A very sweet hand holder, he might actually just straight up ask out loud if he can hold your hand. Things like this are very small, quiet moments for Nanba but trust me, it's still a big deal even if he isn't saying it.

Koichi Adachi

This man would love nothing more than to hold your hand but like Ichiban, he is not sure if he's got the rizz for that. If he's drunk enough, he'll just start doing it honestly. However, if you start holding his hand first, he'll try to be all coy and say things like "Huh? If you wanted to hold my hand so bad, why didn't you just say something" but inside he's like "Oh hell yes."

Eric Tomizawa

Despite having had quite a bit of romantic experience, he's a little shy during the starting stages and is actually more comfortable later down the line. Similar vibe to Shinada actually in that he'll likely be going somewhere on a date with you and the both of you get lost. He'll give you that little grumpy, sassy sigh and grab your hand all while saying "C'mon, let's go this way." but really he's just trying hard to disguise how much his heart is beating out of his chest.

Yamai Yutaka

This son of a bitch is so smooth that you'll be so busy getting swept off your feet that you might not even notice he's started holding your hand. He's like Zhao in that he can be a bonafide flirt when he feels like turning on the charm, only difference is Yamai has more years under his belt. Probably will complete the whole thing by giving you a kiss on the hand too.

[yotou-blog]

30!

old meme

30. beauty

Honestly I feel like Ryoma’s concepts of beauty are hard to get a read on. Most of his supports don’t seem to focus on physical attraction at the s-rank, which is sort of where I’d immediately look?? In his support chain with Camilla he also seems to be out of touch with fashion trends in the NA translation at least. 

He’s flustered in his s-rank support with her so take of that what you will.

I want to think he’s dictated by some sort of royal beauty standard as well, since he tends to dress appropriately for non-casual situations?? Which....I like to believe long hair on men is a status symbol in Hoshido--i swear i saw it somewhere in the text but im not going too deep to dig it up but considering how much his appearance mimics his father’s i feel like he’s very proud of his hair?? And if he looks for someone that’s his equal....well, the long hair might be a subconscious draw given the cultural context. 

[meowzfordayz]

helloo 🤗 if it's alright with you, may I request some gyomei hcs/fic? Like what does it feel like to be loved by him •u• thank you!

Hii! Tyvm for your request! I feel like I got lowkey carried away ?? But I ~mostly stayed within the bounds of your prompt heh. 😅 P.S. I snuck in some poetry at the end and now I just wanna dance in the rain. 🌧☺️

Author’s Note: hcs have a special place in my heart. 😍 #indulgence is a writer's best friend (at least, it's this writer's best friend lol)

to be loved by — gyomei

Himejima Gyomei x Reader

Word Count: ~1,500

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

~faqs~

Alllrighty I’m fucking done w/ chem hw rn

Not actually done 💀

Only 1.5/3 parts completed

#this shit suckz

But if I keep chugging along, then I might actually cry 😳

#riperoni

Sooo time to write some Gyomei hcs!

P.S. I’ve got a candle and a glass of chocolate milk near my laptop, and I srsly almost grabbed the candle to take a sip 😵

Fun fact!

I used to do bullet points for hcs, but then my hcs got reeeally long whoops, so I stopped doing bullet points

Like, should I really use bullet points when I’m lowkey telling entire short stories within my hcs ??

But for this, I might just use bullet points (bc it’s only Gyomei vs all the Hashira or whateves)

Apologies in advance bc there’s going to be absolutely no rhyme or reason to how I order these

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Okayokayokay first things first: there’s basically no way you’re taller than him (if you happen to be taller than 7’2”, then sry 🙃), and he eats. That. Shit. Up !!

Can’t reach something? “I’ve got it, [y/n].” Cheeky, satisfied grin

Can’t see something? “If you sit on my shoulders, then you’ll have a better vantage point.” Casual, nonchalant flexing

“You want this, [y/n]?” as he holds your book, chopsticks, you-name-it waaay above your head

Ik Gyomei’s a big ol softie w/ a religious upbringing, but I also believe he’s playful as heck

Like, tease-you-until-you-cry-and-then-cuddle-you-bc-you-cried type of playful

He cries w/ you obvi

Only w/ ppl he’s close to tho — he’d need to feel very comfortable w/ you before he’d even consider teasing you

He’s blind, yeah, but his hearing is like… ���👌👌

So he doesn’t need to see you to know exactly how and what you’re feeling

How you walk, the cadence of your breathing, the subtle nuances in your voice that you likely aren’t aware of yourself — he knows you better than you know yourself

“[y/n], you’re overworking yourself,” he murmurs protectively

“Wha- Gyomei, I’m just going about as usual?”

You’re sitting beside him, cheek warm against his bicep

“Your breathing. It hasn’t steadied in the entire time that we’ve sat here. Please, [y/n], I implore you to rest.”

He hears you blinking, dumbfounded

“I’m breathing fine,” you grumble

“Are you tired?” he’s soft

You pause, reluctantly taking a long moment to close your eyes and listen to your body

“A little.”

“It’s okay to rest, [y/n]. It’s okay to take care of yourself.”

“How about now?” you ask shyly

“You can rest now,” he sounds grounded, the reddening of his ears giving away his delight

With his assurance, you scoot until your head rests snugly in the dip created by his upright torso and crossed legs, fingers tapping drowsily along his thigh

As your breathing deepens, exhaustion spreading from the depths of your bones, Gyomei’s eyes glisten

He’s grateful for your trust in him, grateful he gets to protect you

To take care of you

Even when you drool on his pants

Imagine how large his happi would be on practically anyone

Do you “borrow” it? Often? Yes and yes

It’s not quite as reassuring as a hug from the man himself, but you can essentially burrow yourself in it, sooo… def your go-to for comfort when he’s away on missions

And yes, he lets you keep it while he’s gone — he’s all too aware of the finite consequence of being a Demon Slayer

Do they write wills? Bc if they do, then he’s def willed you his happi

Not to get too morbid 😅

Does he let you take it on your own missions? Ehh, not so much

Understandable tho, bc slaying demons isn’t the tidiest occupation

GYOMEI LOVES CATS

Bear w/ me

My username url whatever thingy is literally “meowz for dayz”

Not to mention this gem: meows for days #shameless self promo

SO THIS MF HAS AT LEAST ONE CAT

And he lets you pet it

He can tell when you’re in particularly distressing emotional/mental pain

And that’s when he’ll offer to pick you up

Might take a few, “I insist!” but eventually he’s briskly carrying you “somewhere”

He makes you close your eyes bc, “It’s a surprise, [y/n].”

*plop*

You’re in his bedroom, on his bed, w/ his cat already nuzzling at your palm

“Gyomei,” you whimper

This man is too attentive and adoring and pure and ugh

“Take as much time as you need, [y/n],” he caresses your jaw, pressing a light kiss to your forehead

He checks in on you later and you’re napping peacefully w/ kitty

The sound of your mellow slumber and kitty’s sleepy purring

Makes him cry contentedly

Do you live together? Sure! Did it take f o r e v e r to get to that point? Also sure! But that’s okay! Gyomei is synonymous w/ #slow burn #acquaintances to friends #friends to best friends #best friends to crushing #crushing to mutual pining #mutual pining to love confession #love confession to shy lovers #shy lovers to lovers #lovers to this man is lowkey kinky in the most innocent way that one could possibly be kinky #he’s gigantic lol sry not sry big dick energy #maybe someday I’ll break the trope and claim he’s got a normal pp #but that day is not today

Don’t get me wrong: Gyomei’s always kind hearted

But there’s a difference between being kind and being someone’s lover

He doesn’t have a lot of experience, but he does have a lot of patience!

For you and w/ himself

PROTECTIVE GYOMEI

Briefly mentioned that earlier

But like, what about when you’re being threatened by someone/something other than your own inattention to your needs? #don’t overwork yourself!

Tbh, I doubt ppl hassle you

At least, not when you’re w/ Gyomei

Have you ever walked past someone suuuper tall?

All you’re thinking is, “DAaaayuuum.”

Certainly not, “Yooooo let’s go pick a fiiight !!!!!”

Anywho

If, for whatever reason, Gyomei senses the slightest hitch in someone’s breath — hears the lowest growl in someone’s throat

He’s invading their personal space #intimidation fr fr #pop goes their personal space bubble

Ofc he isn’t hot headed

But you can be levelheaded and assertive

Which he is both, tyvm

As for jealous? Hm, not so much

I feel like he can lowkey hear your heart?

So he can simply hear 24/7 how nobody else makes it beat the way he does

Is that creepy ?? Oops, oh well, lmao I thought it was cute at least for a second 😇

POINT BEING, Gyomei doesn’t equate loving to possessing

His love is splashing in puddles on a sunny day

His love is discovering that someone else has the same favorite movie as you when your favorite movie is obscure af (my favorite movie = Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron… anyone else? 📽)

His love is subtle touches; fleeting, always on time, promising; a palm on your neck when you’re nervous; a nudge of his knee against yours when you’re excited; a brush of his lips across your brow when you’re injured

When you’re injured

I feel like he’s annoyingly cautious? Restrictive? Doting? Wishes he could sleep, eat, breathe for you ~just in case

But the moment you’re cleared by someone of Shinobu’s caliber/expertise?

Or yanno, by Shinobu herself

He’s back to holding your book over your head

It’s a sign of respect

He never consciously coddles you, belittles you, manipulates you

I could hc for significantly longer about Gyomei’s love

So let’s end w/ a little insight as to why I titled this “as rain falls”

As rain falls, it falls on everyone

Okay, sure, umbrellas and houses are a thing

But still

As rain falls, it falls on everyone

It seeps through thin fabrics, leaks through unseen cracks

Splinters and decays and breathes life into patiently, impatiently, dying roots

As rain falls, it doesn’t fall quite the same

Everyone, feels it

Differently

The swelter in the air, the chill, depending on the season

Tumbles down every individual’s throat

Differently

Some greet the rain softly, amusedly

Others reluctantly, irritatedly

How does rain fall for you?

Does it fall violent, tumultuous, its scent and wetness and cling cling clinginess wrenching you from your spot

Into the hollow face of

Someone you used to know

Or does it fall joyful, radiant, sweet on your tongue

Movement shaping itself to your whim

His love falls

Quiet

Pittter patter

Telltale droplets settling on your shoulders

Beading lightly in your hair

Warmth, devotion, the inevitability

Of rain

Fall fall falling

His love falls

Inevitability

Perfectly

Not a damp mark out of place

Nestling, dripping, tender as it seeks every inch of your being

His love

Is a rainstorm

A moment of serenity

Bare feet on plush grass

Step step stepping

His love falls

As rain falls

[smellsfaintlyofvanilla]

can i request a childhood friends to lovers with annie and gn reader? :)

Of course!

Also sorry if you wanted a fic, this just worked out a lot easier in headcanon form haha

Also also, I also accidentally wrote some implied fem reader but it’s a little too late to take it out now, whoops. It’s still 90% GN though hahaaa

Annie with a childhood friend S/O: HCs

AU: Canon

Warnings: Season 4 spoilers

It had all started with the fall of Wall Maria

You lived with your parents inside of Wall Rose your whole life, so the sudden influx of people following the attack on Shinganshina was a bit to get used to

But then you met Annie

She was twelve, the same age as you

She didn’t talk much, and especially not about her life before the attack, but you did know that she was supposedly orphaned in the chaos

When you talked to her at first, you had felt pity for her

After all, she had lost her home, her parents, and was now abandoned in the middle of the overcrowded and overpopulated cities

And even though she remained mostly emotionless, there was a slight tug on her features that made her look quite... sad

So, with much convincing from you, your parents agreed to let you take the poor girl in for a few weeks, until the panic had died down and an orphanage would take her in

You weren’t exactly abundant with food, shelter, money, or really anything, but you made it work

And Annie, though dedicated to her cause, couldn’t help but find herself indulging in your presence

Even with Reiner and Bertholdt, she truly longed for a close friend that she didn’t associate with through the Warrior Program

So, even after Annie was eventually taken in to an orphanage, you two remained friends

You would always walk up to the front door of the building she stayed at, and the second the lady would answer, you would ask for Annie

Nearly every day the two of you would hang out

You’d take her with you as you ran out to get groceries for your parents, and you would always buy an extra loaf of bread behind your parents’ backs to give to Annie—since you knew the kids at the orphanage were never fed enough

You’d talk to her excitedly about whatever was on your mind, and even though she seldom talked much, she’d listen patiently to every word you said

And, whenever some kids started to pick on you, they’d be on the ground in a flash, noses bloody and crying out obnoxiously

Even though you appreciated the sentiment, you’d usually have to pull her off them so she wouldn’t go too far

And, after the first few incidents, you were practically invincible. Nobody wanted to touch you in fear of retaliation from Annie

Slowly, as the two of you grew closer, she told you more about herself.

Her father was the one who taught her to fight like she did, and she strived to one day make him proud

It made you quite sad, to see her talk about family with such a sad smile, whilst you had a perfectly healthy and intact family

In the very rare instances where she would vent and cry to you, you’d hold her and reassure her that her parents love her no matter what, and that you’d always be there for her

You swore that the two of you would do everything together.

So, when Annie signed up for the military to get revenge for her parents, you signed up too, to follow her and keep her safe

She paled when you told her, telling you to stay home where you’d be safe, and that she promised she’d visit you whenever you could

But you just smiled and told her that you promised to stay with her no matter what, and that you weren’t gonna leave her alone

It was there, fifteen years old, that she realized she had fallen for you

Being in the Cadet Corps together only further strengthened the bond between you two

Not only did it give you the chance to meet Bertholdt and Reiner, who were her other best friends she met in the orphanage

But, by some miracle, you and Annie were selected to share a bunk, much to your delight

It took a few days of convincing her, but eventually she started sleeping in the same bed as you

You had told her, “We’re just friends, it isn’t weird!”

And you were right—partially

It wasn’t weird when you were twelve and oblivious, but now that she was hard crushing on you, it was much different to her

When it came to daily life and training, the routine was almost always the same

You’d wake up and get breakfast with Annie, sitting with her in silence since you were usually too sleepy to make conversation, but sitting close to her nonetheless

Occasionally, you’d be so tired that you’d lean your head on her shoulder and take a quick nap before practice

She tried to look indifferent, but her red cheeks always betrayed her

Then you’d go out and train for hours with your assigned training partner, Mikasa

She’d almost always destroyed you in combat, but you learned a lot from her, and came to befriend her over the months

Annie would always get jealous of yours and Mikasa’s friendship, so you’d occasionally have to talk to her about it in one of your many late night talks

You’d see her facing away from you—opposite of what she’d usually do—and you’d know something was wrong

You’d tap her shoulder, and when she turned to face you, you could always tell something was wrong

So, you’d ask her what it was, and once she finally spit it out that she thought you and Mikasa were getting really close, really fast, you’d be quick to reassure her

You’d grab her hand and pull her closer to you, always causing her to blush, but you’d thankfully never noticed it due to the dark lighting

“Annie, I know how you feel. I get it. I’m close with Mikasa, yes, but she’s nowhere near your level. No matter what, I’ll always be your closest friend.”

And it always felt so bittersweet to her.

She was glad you held her so dear in your heart, but the word “friend” was like an arrow to her heart

She treasured you so dearly, your friendship alone already filled her life with joy and fulfillment

But she wanted to be closer to you

Even if it compromised her mission

Which is something that came up more than once with Reiner and Bertholdt

They could tell she was crushing on you, and were less than pleased

Bertholdt tried to reason with her, to coax her out of it gently by telling her how getting close to her would only end up in pain. Because, in her own words, she was a traitor, someone who’s done such unforgivable sins that they’ve become unlovable

Reiner, though, has a much harsher approach. He knew how protective she was of you and your wellbeing, so he often threatened your safety if Annie ever tried to get closer

Once, in an argument, he suggested “getting rid of her permanently,” but the terrifying glare she sent him proved that that option was completely off the table, unless he wanted to face a furious and grief induced Titan shifter

Which, he didn’t. So, he never brought it up again

Despite all this, she was very hesitant to confess to you. Bluntly put, she didn’t think you liked her back.

You acted the same as you did when you were child, and she was the same as she had always been to you—a close friend, but nothing further

Of course, you always loved her, but how was she supposed to know that?

Still, as time went on, it became more and more obstructive

Her thoughts and insecurities kept her up at night, yearning to love you while you lay sleeping mere inches away from her

It ended getting so distracting that she just decided she didn’t care if you reciprocated or not, she needed to get it off her chest

Even if there was a tugging feeling at the back of her mind that you would say no, and the friendship would be ruined

Still, she couldn’t bear to hide her feelings, so she came up to you one day after breakfast and shyly asked to meet her behind the barracks after afternoon training had finished

You casually mentioned this while training with Mikasa, but she only laughed

She knew Annie had a crush on you—it was obvious to anyone who was paying attention to how she acted around you, really—but decided to keep quiet, encouraging you to see what she wanted

So you did

When you walked around to the meeting spot, you saw her leaning against the wall biting her nails, a habit that only came out when she was really stressed

She didn’t seem to notice you at first, so you called out her name and smiled and waved when she saw you

“So what is it you wanted to talk about?”

She clammed up at first, staring at the ground nervously

You found this behavior really odd for her, considering she always appeared so confident and put together

And here she was, blushing and fidgeting like a schoolgirl

In an effort to ease whatever her concern may be, you grabbed her hand in your own, running your thumb over it

“It’s fine, Annie. You can tell me anything.” You smiled warmly

It gave her the final little confidence boost she needed to confess

“I... Y/n, I’ve always treasured our friendship no matter what. I feel like no matter what happens, you’re always there for me, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that, for having a friend like you.”

She paused and took a deep breath before continuing

“I don’t wanna make anything weird between the two of us, but this has been weighing down on me for ages. Fuck it... I love you Y/n. And I— I know you don’t like me back, that’s okay, I just want—!”

“Annie.” You spoke calmly, cutting off her panicked mumbling

Her flustered-ness was adorable, you thought, and you couldn’t help but giggle a little bit

And Annie’s heart dropped

Poor girl thought you were about to reject her

But, after a moment, you spoke

“I love you too, Annie.”

And those were the best five words anyone had ever spoken to her.

Although it wasn’t apparent on her face, she was absolutely overjoyed that you returned her feelings

She felt like, for just that moment, no matter what happened, she would be happy because she was with you

She immediately jumped onto you, wrapping her arms around your neck and lifting her feet off the ground, nuzzling her face in your shoulder

You returned the affection, moving one hand to her lower back, and the other one tangling in her golden blonde hair, undoing the messy bun she always kept it in

After that, the dynamic certainly changed between you two

In a good way, of course

She no longer felt weird about cuddling closer to you at night, waiting until you had gone asleep to press her chest against your back and spoon you

At mealtimes, whenever you went to nap on her, she would always carry you to bed instead, and claim you weren’t feeling well when Shadis asked her

And she’d totally share some of her food with you if you were feeling extra hungry

You two technically were keeping your relationship a secret, but everyone knew anyway

Especially because, every morning, you two were always the last to get up, so all the other girls could see the two of you cuddling and sleeping together so comfortably

So when the two of you eventually announced your relationship on your three-month anniversary, everyone was just kinda like “was it supposed to be a secret?”

But the two of you spent your years as Cadets together, and the both of you couldn’t have been happier

Then, one day, it came time to pick a regiment

Since you both made the top ten, Annie tried to convince you to join the Military Police with her

You two could live peacefully together inside of Wall Sina, safe from all the titans, and paid handsomely enough to live comfortably

But you were hell-bent on joining the Scouts

You said that you were gonna help protect society from the titans, and now that you had Eren on your side, saving humanity actually seemed possible

She was horrified when you told her, however

The Survey Corps had such a high, high mortality rate, and the chances of you being dead within a year of joining were alarmingly high

She almost considered joining the Scouts with you, to keep you safe

But she knew she had a mission to carry out, and that mission couldn’t progress without her joining the Military Police

So, she swore that she would write letters and visit whenever she could, but she was going to join the Military Police

It was hard for both of you, at first

Neither you nor her had slept without the other in well over four years, so the sudden shift was incredibly lonely

You’d always spent time together during your days off, though

You’d go back to your hometown and visit your parents for the day, courtesy of the horses provided by the Scout regiment

Hitch would also constantly tease Annie about constantly writing letters to you, but Annie would always snap back “At least I have a partner.”

And it always shut her up

When the time came, and she had to shift into a titan to attack the Scout regiment, per Reiner’s instructions, she was terrified

She knew you’d be one of the little soldiers out there, and she doubted she could tell you apart at a glance

If she accidentally hurt you, or god forbid, killed you, she wouldn’t know what to do with herself

Still, she had to go on with it

She never had a chance to check whether any of the countless bodies that day were you, so you can imagine the pure relief she felt when she received another letter from you in the mail

But upon reading the contents of the letter, her heart dropped a little bit

Sure enough, the “abnormal titan” you had encountered was all over it

You detailed seeing it up close, and watching helplessly as she crushed your comrades left and right, and how lucky you were that the titan skipped over you

A twinge of panic came over here on realizing that she was this close to accidentally killing you

But, she bit the bullet and wrote back, the letter reeking of faux concern

But, when the day came that the idea of Annie being the Female Titan was brought up, you were distraught

They made a good point, though. The titan looked quite like her, for starters

When you had first seen the titan, chasing behind you, you recognized the icy blue eyes right away

You pushed the thought to the backburner of your mind, but you couldn’t deny that when you looked at the titan, the first thing you saw was Annie

They brought up other things too, such as fighting style, her apparent absence that day, and others

All overwhelming evidence of her being a traitor

But you argued

Of course you argued

Why wouldn’t you argue?

Annie was your everything, she was there for you for years

You had known her from the day she was a lost, lonely orphan, spirit trampled just like the walls themselves

She was always so loyal to you, she would do just about anything to keep you, and her friends, safe

But, the responsibility fell on you to corner her

Hange had given you an ultimatum that day

“If you truly believe she is innocent, then you should have no problem helping us investigate, no? Lure her into a corner, and we’ll see if she truly is a titan.”

At first, you weren’t sure what to do

Part of you was appalled by the idea

Incriminating your lover? Out of the question. On the very very slight chance that she was a titan, you weren’t gonna be the one to pull the trigger

But the other part of you was filled with blind faith in her

She would never do something like that. There’s no problem in clearing her name

So, you agreed, and one day, you pulled her aside from her Military Police duties and told her to take the day off with you

She agreed in an instant, following you around town to the “destination” you had in mind

But she froze when you tried to lead her down the tunnel

A small seed of doubt planted itself in her mind

‘Is Y/n... trying to lead me somewhere where I can’t transform?”

So, she stalled, trying to make up her mind whilst spouting out excuses of being scared of the dark

But then a sound rang out

A shout, or a whistle of sorts

And all of the sudden, countless soldiers ran towards her at all angles, holding her arms behind her back and putting a cloth gag in her mouth

She didn’t piece it together right away—or rather, she didn’t want to piece it together—that you had, in fact, set her up

It wasn’t until you stood on the steps to the tunnel, staring into her eyes

And you didn’t move to help her

You had promised, back when the two of you were little, that you would always follow her and always protect her, no matter what

She realized at that moment that you weren’t there to save her

You were there to trick her

So, she pulled out the spike on her ring finger and cut a small gash in her finger, and lighting sparked and materialized out from her, before a puff of smoke and flesh manifested

Your mouth was agape the whole time

So she was the Female Titan...

A traitor...

You had known her for so long, and this is what she really was?

You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that the sweet little lost girl was truly a heartless murderer

But the evidence of that fact was standing right in front of you, 15 meters tall

You were frozen in place, still standing on the stairwell

You expected to be squashed like a bug without hesitation

You couldn’t imagine Annie ever doing that, but at the same time, you couldn’t imagine Annie being any bit of what she was right now

But, to your surprise, she didn’t

She kneeled down as delicately as she could, given the confined space of the street

And brought her thumb to your back, rubbing it gently a couple times in a comforting matter, almost like she was trying to say “It’s okay, don’t worry.”

But another quick flash of lightning brought her attention away from you

Another shifter

Eren.

You watched in shocked horror as the two of them wrecked through Stohess district

They fought, and fought, and fought, destroying buildings and sending wreckage everywhere

But, at the end of it all, she was reduced to a mere doll stuck in a crystalline prison

You were able to recognize one thing, though

Her face, mere moments before crystallizing

She was crying

You longed so horribly to reach out and stroke the tears from her face, yet two feet of impenetrable glass separated her from you

You visited her crystal every day

Waiting for something, someone, anything, to break her free and return her to you

You were so sick and tired of the war, of the fighting, of the heartbreak

But the universe showed no signs of giving you a break, though, as you were always called upon to fight again and again

To fight the titans, and then to fight the other traitors, Reiner and Bertholdt, and to fight Marley, watching in horror as Paradis repeated the actions the Warriors had done to Shinganshina so long ago

Yet, still, you visited Annie through it all

Checking up on her, updating her on your adventures and how the story was unfolding

And you knew it was mostly pointless—after all, she couldn’t hear you at all

But you stayed and talked, waiting indefinitely for her to wake up

Because, all those years ago, you had promised to be by her side and protect her no matter what.

[mrpenguinpants]

Zhongli: Dating HCs

Aww, I’m glad you like it. Honestly, it was probably one of my favourite hcs to write aha. Ah yes Zhongli, the man who I refuse to believe has money and is constantly broke 24/7. An accurate reflection of me when I spend all my primogems on Childe and have nothing for Zhongli. 

This is my first time writing for Zhongli so I might have went a bit overboard? When you were gonna write a couple HCs and ended up writing 1k+ words. Whoops? Maybe I should put a read more on this.

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Zhongli: Dating HCs

When you first met Zhongli, your first impressions on him was that he was a very intelligent and well-culture man on Liyue’s traditions and history. That was until you got acquainted with his money and negotiation habits. It gave you a bit of whiplash at how, almost naïve, Zhongli was but it was also endearing? It made him feel a lot more approachable and make you feel like less of an idiot when he started spouting off about things that most Liyue citizen’s wouldn’t know.

Your inner consciousness was screaming at you to help him out. You didn’t want to see him get his entire wallet scammed because he didn’t know how to handle mora. That’s how you basically became his accountant. You didn’t know where he was getting his money but if he was throwing it away so easily, it wouldn’t last long.

After a while, you developed a business-friend type relationship with the man. You would attempt to handle his negotiations and try and fix his bad habit of forgetting his wallet and in return, he’d tell you stories and odd bits of trivia that only someone like him would know. It was kind of interesting hearing him ramble on about different plants and machines. Though he did have a really nice voice too which probably added to the appeal. He mentioned once that if you were to ever pass away, he would see to it personally that your send off would be perfect. You told him he really did not need to worry about that.

Overtime, you found yourself beside Zhongli on simple outings. No need to worry about work or wondering where the actual hell Zhongli got his funds from, just friendly chatter. If you both happened to meet on the Liyue street with no work to complete, he’d ask for your company. Through one of your conversation you told him you were originally from Sumeru so he’d take you to special spots in Liyue, offering small bits of history.

One day, Zhongli had invited you out to dinner saying it was his treat for helping him out so much. You weren’t going to say no to his company and a potential free meal so you agreed. It was an overall good time until Zhongli reached into his pocket to hand you a gift, a case to carry your vision. You had mentioned once when you first met that your vision had been accidently eaten by a pyro slime when you were traveling from Sumeru to Liyue, so the casing was burnt around the edges. It was a shock to you that not only did he remember, since you only said it once in a brief comment, but the casing was actually really beautiful. Zhongli gently reached over to take your hands to put your vision into the new case, his fingertips slowly lingering. Then the gears in your head slowly began turning as the evening lamps reflected on the vision case.

“Wait, have you’ve been...asking me out on dates?” you asked, eyes blinking wide at him as he tilted his head to the side. He didn’t appear mad or annoyed, just genuinely confused by your question.

“Yes? I was under the impression you were aware I was courting you.”

You quickly run through the last couple of weeks with Zhongli trying to see if there was anything that stood out. You suppose he was smiling a bit more, going to more romantic areas in Liyue, and he did just give you a new case for your vision...

You wanted to die right there in your seat as your entire face flushed red. You didn’t even realize. So much for calling Zhongli the naïve one. Zhongli slightly frowned as he took your silence as a silent rejection and slowly slipped his hands out of yours before you quickly curled your fingers around his to keep them in place.

“Sorry, hang on. Please just -give me a second to collect my thoughts.” you quickly stutter out as you unconsciously squeezed his hand tighter as you bite your lip nervously.  

“Okay, take as long as you need,” Zhongli nods. If you weren’t gripping his hand like a lifeline he’s tempted to ease the pressure on your lip so the skin wouldn’t break.

You did really like Zhongli, you wouldn’t have stopped him from pulling away if you didn’t. But going from your casual friendship to something more?

“Um...would it be alright if we could take it slow? I don’t mean anything bad by that nor am I rejecting you. We could see how things go? Whatever happens happens?” you began to ramble before Zhongli cut you off. He slowly loosens the vice like grip you had on him and moves his hand to gently cup your cheek, to trace along the indent you left on your lower lip.

“Yes, I would like that very much. Thank you,” he smiles softly at you as his amber eyes seemed to glow in the dark. On second thought, you might not be able to take it slow, this one look is enough to kill you.

At first, Zhongli would give you material possessions and while it was very nice and his sense of style wasn’t that bad, you couldn’t help but worry that he might have spent his entire life savings. You have to gently remind him that you don’t need these things to win you over. Just to be himself and let things happen naturally. He nods along and actually begins taking notes, as if you’ve told him the meaning of life. It’s a bit embarrassing but at least it show’s that he’s serious.

Zhongli is earnest in everything he does and sometimes a bit too blunt. He’s still incredibly respectful of your personal boundaries and space but if you catch him staring at you he’ll be honest in his reasons why. Sometimes he’ll keep going and that embarrasses you too much to the point you have to reach over and stop him before your face overheats.

Likewise, his affection is similar. He isn’t incredibly affectionate but sometimes he seems to pop out of nowhere or you’ll be mid-sentence and he’ll sneak a small kiss. He isn’t trying to fluster you on purpose which makes you a bit more shy that he can do these acts with such ease.

Whenever he mentions that he may bore you with his information on odd historical and cultural aspect of Liyue, even calling it a  "bourgeois parasite" you quickly shut it down. He should have more confidence, not everyone in Liyue knows what he knows and he should be proud. It’s because of him that traditions are alive, even if it’s just him that remembers them. He wraps his arms around you and embraces you tightly as he thanks you so sincerely, it almost stuns you in place.

If you do happen to fall asleep he doesn’t take it personally. He enjoys the fact that you feel so comfortable in his presence to rest. But he does end up sitting the the same position until you wake up even though you tell him that sitting in the same position, at night, in the cold, for 6 hours straight is not something he needs to do.

You absolutely do not trust Childe anywhere near Zhongli but you’re weak whenever he gives you that small smile. He thinks of Childe as...a friend? Companion? A walking talking bank account? You doubt it’s the last one considering how respectful Zhongli is but you can’t help but worry. But if Zhongli considers Childe a friend then you’ll silently accept him. It slightly helps you get through the day, until you see Childe already sitting at a table waving to you both innocently. I hope you don’t mind that I invited Childe, he says. A part of you wonders if he actually knows what a date is or if the first times were flukes.

When Zhongli is there you’re both respectful with each other, slipping underhanded comments disguised as friendly jest’s. But as soon as he leaves, you’re ripping into Childe. Zhongli comments that he’s glad you and Childe get along so well as you both stare at him as if he’s grown two heads.

Sometime you get so frustrated that you have to sit him down and just clasp your palms on his cheeks as he stares up at you confused. You want to knock some sense into him that while Childe may own a bank, he in fact does not, and he should really stop digging himself into deeper debt with that Fatui. But he gives you that same tilt of the head, a small smile stretching over his mouth, and his amber eyes soften just a tad that it knocks the wind out of you on just how cute Zhongli can be sometimes.

You both never end up formally putting a label on what you both are, which felt a bit unusually to Zhongli who is so rooted in tradition. But as he watches you pout at him that he isn’t filtering anything you’re saying as you pay the merchant, he can’t help but wonder what the customs of Sumeru are in terms of marriage.

[ji-yaaan]

𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮~

With: Leona, Sebek, Jade, Floyd, Vil, Kalim

Warning: So I know that what I made is really annoying for others... so I'd like to warn you that at the beginning, you will see me ramble about the character's hands. If you want to skip to the hc, go to where the 🤝 emoji is. ^~^

Note:Also, I’d like to address that I do not know how to make Headcanons for the life of me.... So this is just me making a shameless hc, with my shameless hand addiction, fueling my shamelessness, as I shamefully self insert myself in these things I wrote... Forgive me for my shamelessness.... Also, pardon me for my annoying commentary and emojis. I simply do not know how to control my excitement and my feelings so😔👊

AND YES! I THINK THIS IS A CRACK HC LOL!

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:

-I'd like to break the silence by saying... LEONA'S HANDS ARE BIG AND MUSCULAR! Leona works out in magift so it's a given that he'd have scrumptious big hands😳😳😳

-Leona's hands are chonky😳 he has long fingers that will surely make yours look very small! Also look at Leona's nails! Its ok looking for me, but it's pretty neat so👌👌👌👌

-Leona's got this rough and rugged look, so I think his hands will probably be kinda rough, BUT NOT THE CRUSTY ROUGH! it's more of the manly rough. A firm hold with his loaded wrist😏

Ok curious what will happen if you hold hands? I gotchu fam:🤝

-Imagine if the both of you were napping and you suddenly intertwined you fingers with his. Leona is a sleepy boi, BUT MAN! HE IS AWARE! Lion boi felt ur hands creeping unto his, but he'll pretend he didn't know that😏

-Leona LOVES holding hands! Only at private tho. This cat boy will never admit to that, but keep holding his hands and look at his reaction. He. Won't. Shrug. You. Off.😏😏👊

-Also when you play and fidget with leona's hands when you're doing premarital hand holding which is illegal btw he loves it when he looks at you spaced out fumbling your fingers with his.

-Leona has big hands, so he'll definitely make yours look wayyyyy smaller. AND LION BOI FINDS THIS ADORABLE! DO NOT FORGET THY HOLY WORDS!

-Lion boi is secretly the type to hold your hands when you're sleeping. He plays with your fingers, admiring how cute and small it is.

-Oh wait...Oops...he got caught... LEONA IS CAUGHT RED HANDED?😳 You wake up finding leona playing with your hands? It's either he turns on his back from embarrasment and tells you to sleep, or he squeezes your hands tighter and burries your face in the crook of his neck from embarrassment. He'll play it off as annoyed, but cat got his toungue huh?. Oh wait.... He IS the big cat😏😏😏

Ok enough babbling with leona...

SEBEK ZIGVOLT:

AHAHAHAHAHA YES MY FAVORITE HANDS! Cough, I'm sorry about that

-Sebek has proportional hands. His is more on the medium-big side. But it is perfectly proportional! At least in my eyes...😳

-The back of his hands are smooth and spotless! Very scumptious to look at! Pls look at sebek's hands too!😳😳😳

-Bebek has PRETTY NAILS UGHHH! He most likely trims and takes care of it every week! Not the best nails, BUT VERY NEAT!😳

-Bebek is a highkey fanboy of malleus, so he trains everyday to protecc his God and saviour Malmal. Naturally, he'll have calloused and rough hands... BUT DO NOT FRET MY CHILDREN! It is not that noticable which shookt me. His hands are a bit roughed up, welp can't help it, he's a man with mang jobs after all. (Yes, I call him bebek because sebek is babey🥺)

Curious what will happend if you hold hands with Bebek? I gotchu fam:🤝

-Sebek is a child so he won't really initiate first on holding hands. BUT WHEN YOU DO! OH BOI!😏 

-Sebek has this transparent look to his skin... Almost ghostly per say. BUT WHEN YOU HOLD HIS HANDS... Sebek is not used to this interaction so expect a tomato in front of you... Sebek's face is flushed red reaching down to his neck, and the fun part is, even his hands are blushy blushy😏😏😏😏

-After the first time the both of you held hands. Sebek will crave for it A LOT! Expect him to randomly start akwardly making way to you hands and play with it while the both of you are just chilling. Akward..... Sebek.exe will stop working when you look at him confuse, in which he'll get flustered, and ask if he can hold your hands. ADORKABLE!

-It would take him some time trying to calm himself down, all flushed and red embarrased from asking to hold hands.

-At first, Sebek will firmly hold your hands, stiff and afraid he might break your fingers or something.... Pls tell him to relax and just chill🥺🥺🥺

-When the both of you gets used to hand holding, Bebek is the type to kiss your hands as a gesture of Love....hgnnn hot!😳😳😳

I'm sorry, I'm letting my personal hand bias get the best of me..😳👉👈

JADE LEECH:

-HGNNN JADE HAS SQUISHY HANDS!😳😳

-Jade has big hands folks.... Big hands..... Perfect for unscrewing the cap of the holy water bottle.🤠

-mushroom boi has squishable hands in my eyes and you can never change my mind.

-his skin is probably smooth and sleek too, his palms must be soft but firm😳😳

-Jade has this grip that makes you feel safe for some reason. Maybe because it's big? or maybe because it's soft?

Wanna know what it's like to hold hands with mushroom boi? I gotchu:🤝

-Jade...oh Jade.... He is the first one to hold your hands in a surprise. Like... imagine after school ends, you ran up to him and he swiftly intertwines his firngers with yours..😳😳

-You are flushed from this sudden hand holding. Red cheeks, red neck. JADE FINDS THIS VERY SCRUMPTIOUS! Mushroom boi will try to push you on edge. Holding both of your hands tighter, and fumbling his fingers with yours. You're just standing there starstruck and embarrased by the sudden hold. Jade is enjoying this too much...😏😏😏

-Of course, to add more to the fun, JADE IS THE TYPE TO KISS THE BACK OF YOUR HANDS TO TEASE YOU!😳

-if you try to pull away from embarrassment...oh no.... You're just begging for Jade to tease you more huh? He'll hold you tighter and maybe even hug you.

-What if you try to hold his hands first? Oh my... Prepare yourself....if you try to hold his hands, he'll just smile like normal, but as time passes by and both of you are pretty relaxed now...that won't do.... He'd pull your hand he's holding and rest his cheeks at the back of your hand, he'd stare straight at you and tell you how much he loves you....😳😳😳

-goodluck on dealing with embarassment Jade stans (oho i know you love it)

FLOYD LEECH:

-ANOTHER EEL BOI COMING RIGHT UP!

-Floyd is whooping 191cm, it's common sense he has very big hands. Perfect for flipping the pages of the holy bible.😏😏😏

-This man child has some big rough hands! Expect your hands to look very small beside his!

- Also I want to tell you about Floyd's knuckles......I think I found my new religion now... Check out Floyd's knuckles!!😳😳😳👌

- Floyds's wrist is big too....mhmmm scrumptious eel martini😳👌

Do you want to know what it feels like to do premarital hand holding with this hot eel? ME TOO! Illegal hand holding time!🤝

-"Your hands are tiny koebi chan~" Floyd is the first one to randomly hold ur hands.😳

-If Floyd gets bored, he'd try to find interesting things to do to kill of the boredom. HMMM?! Do you see that? Koebi chan's hands! Eel boi will casually start playing with your fingers, squishing your palms as you sit there confused and embarrassed.

-He'll eventually intertwine his fingers with yours, as he points to it with his other hands and say "How cute~ koebi chan's hands are tiny!" Grinning widely with his teeth showing. Practically speaking, you are just putty in this eel boi's hands now. You are a blushing mess.😏😏 FLOYD HOW CAN ONE BE CUTE AND HOT AT THE SAME TIME?

-Eventually, floyd will start to crave having your fingers to hold on to! When you're randomly walking down the halls, don't be surprised if a random eel surprises you by linking your fingers together.🥺🥺

-Whenever eel boi sees you, he'd grab your hands automatically. He loves holding your teeny tiny hands with his big ones.😳

-When you avert your attention to something else, he made this habit of squeezing your hands a bit and looking at you with a pouty face. UGHHH MY HEART HURTS THINKING ABOUT IT-

-Whenever he gets jealous, he grabs unto your hands quite tightly, even if the both of you are out in public. Let's say a random dude keeps on talking to you. He'll grab your hands that’s still intertwined with his, and he'll bring it very very VERY CLOSE to his face.😳😳😳 Then he'd look at you straight in the eye as he bites unto your palms. He'd whisper "You're mine right? Koebi-chan~"😳😳😳

I'm getting too much into floyd, this is starting to become a fanfic🤦

VIL SCHOENHEIT:

-MY CRUSTY VILL~🥺🥺🥺

-Ok vil's hands aren't crusty ok? He may be crusty, but not his hands!!!

-My man vil drowns in hand creams, so expect his hands to feel like clouds. It's soft, smooth and most importantly SQUISHYYY!😳😳😳

-Looking at vil's hands is not that exciting ngl... BUT HIS LAB COAT ONE IS👌 very beautiful👌very scrumptious👌

-Vil has proportional and perfect hands. Fingers are in the medium side, so as his hand size. Very perfect indeed.

-His hands might look frail and feminine at first, BUT MAN! You are so wrong! From a gentle hold, it can escalate to a very strong hot grip in seconds.😳

-The back of his hands looks smooth tbvh. And his nails are ok. BUT HE PROBABLY PUTS A LOT OF EFFORT IN MAKING HIS HANDS PERFECT! SO KUDOS TO MY CRUSTY VIL!🥺

Let's hold Vil's hands illegally ok? Don't tell the cops shhhhh! Hand holding time:🤝

-It would start off as a normal vibing session. The both of you are probably having tea, studying, or mainly just chilling in the lounge.

-But suddenly... Vil takes notice of your hands...Hold your wigs kids.... he'd ask you if you've been taking care of your hands, in which you answer "no" shamefully.

-But Vil will then smile at you and tell you you should take care of your hands and use hand creams to prevent them from going rough! He'll lecture you about how you should take care of yourself so the both of you can be perfect and beautiful together.

-Suddenly vil whips out a handcream from his bag, and he'll ask you for your hands.

-As embarrasing as it sounds. The most beautiful man in twisted wonderland is putting handcream on you.😳😳😳

-Vil would definitely massage your small fingers and compliment how pretty your hands are. He'd tell you how cute your nail are and how soft your palms are. Thats it. You're a blushing mess right now!!😳😳

-You'd try to look away from embarrasment, but when vil sees this... Oh boy... He'd pout, and as he's massaging your hands. He'd intertwine your fingers with his, to make you look at his direction again.

-Vil would definitely kiss your fingers and say "You're beautiful, my love."

VIL I LOVE YOU! ok thats all for that, I'm dying rn.

KALIM AL-ASIM:

-Kalim you adorkable sunshine boi😳😳😳

- Kalim has smol hands, BUT NOT TOO SMALL! I'd say, it's probably perfect for you to hold hands with.😏😏😏

-His nails are also small, I think? But it's cute, and turns out i'm a sucker for cuties.🥺

-His lab card is scrumptious.... Both the hands and the food he is cooking...😳😳😳 I hope i'm not the only one who thinks that.....

-ALSO HE HAS A LOT OF ACCESSORIES IN HIS HANDS WHICH I'M WEAK FOR! omg his bracelets and bangles are making me feel hot and bothered.😳😳😳

-Anyways, kalim is sunshine so expect his hands to be warm and full of infectious positivity.🥺

Wanna have a chance to hold kalim's hands? Ur in for a ride fam!🤝

-At first, you's simply be invited for a flying carpet ride by ya sunshine boi, kalim. Pretty simple huh? Nahhhhh! 

-Of course, in order to get to the carpet where kalim is, sunshine boi needs to lift you up in the air.

-Kalim will offer his hands whilst riding on the carpet. Hggnnn such a cliche scene from a movie🥺👌

-But the thing is...... Even if you're already in the magic carpet, sunshine boi will forget he was holding your hands...😏

-He'll keep on telling fun stories and talking to you while both of you are high up in the clouds. Oops.... You noticed you're holding kalim's hands... You went red and flushed from embarrasment. Your hands begin to get sweaty as you stare at the both of yours and kalim's hands together...

-Expect your sunshine boi to take notice of this and ask you what's wrong... You'd point at his hands embarrasingly as you look away in the other direction.

-To your surprise, when you look at kalim again. Kalim is beet red too! A BEET RED KALIM IS RARE! DO NOT FORGET THIS MOMENT GAMERS!🥺🥺🥺

-He'd ask you if it's ok to hold onto your hands maybe just a little bit more???? It's not a sin to ask for more right?😏

-Kalim lets go of your hands for a moment. BUT DONT WORRY! he'll just try to properly hold your hands this time! He'll intertwine his fingers with yours, and maybe lightly squeeze it too.😳

-After this brief akward moment, Kalim goes back to his sunshine tendencies. Smiling brightly like the sun he is🥺🥺🥺

-When your night ride is over PLS DONT LET GO OF KALIM'S HANDS YET! he'll be a bit sad if you do😔👊

-But when the both of you lands on the ground...Kalim would grab the both your hands, and put them both on his cheek.He'd intertwine his fingers with yours from the back of your hands and the both of you probably just wants to melt then and there.

-He'll tell you "please dont go yet!" KALIM UR SO ADORABLE! PLS HUG KALIM!🥺👊

The End ^~^

I just babbled about my hand worshipping tendencies all throughout this headcanon... I'm sorry about that pls. stone me gently for I have sinned....

Tags: @muraenxdae You're the one who suggested this, take responsibility.... @cursedtwst let's lick their hands together ok? @edgymcmytrash u said u wanna be tagged? SUFFER! @nightingale-oath let's be shameless together ok?😳👉👈

[peachy-inserts]

kageyama falling for someone/relationship hcs

request: hello!! so apparently ur taking haikyuu requests now so if it's not too troublesome, how abt some kageyama bf headcanons? thank you!! 😊

warnings: cursing

a/n: first haikyuu post, tysm! i hope this is ic for him, since its our first shot at this! i actually fell in love w him a little writing these, i didnt like him all that much before but now im realizing just how much of a sweetie he can really be aww (ik this just said bf hcs, but im adding it to our series!) long post, more under the cut

Kageyama is stubborn, he’s slow to come around to his own senses whenever he’s crushing one someone. It takes a good while for him to finally recognize what his own feelings are, and when he does it makes him sick. He’d be in denial for a while before he finally just couldn’t take it anymore and decided to bluntly ask you out

In the meantime, he becomes sort of stand offish with you. He wants to do nice things for you, but he just feels so silly doing it, he gets clammy, his palms are sweaty, and he can’t stop tripping over his own words

You make the blood rush to his face and the tips of his ears burn a bright red that is singed forever in his memory, who gave you the right to do that? He’s Tobio Kageyama, someone who doesn’t rely on others, who’s always sure of himself, and can’t be influenced by someone else’s opinions

He’s so blunt and nervous that it’s probably common knowledge by now to the rest of the Karasuno team that he has a massive crush on you, and the more he tries to deny it, the more he’s teased (by Sugawara especially, who eventually gets so sick of his love sick dazes that he bullies him into asking you out before he’s even considered it a possibility)

You may not even realize it yourself, though, with the way that he acts around you. It’s almost as if he’s pulling your hair, teasing you and then running off, but it’s not on purpose. He’s.. doing his best, but it certainly doesn’t come off that way. He only hopes that you aren’t offended by him, as most people seem to be

One of the major things holding him back is his fear of abandonment, his reputation being of no help in that. Even if you do show interest in him, he convinces himself that it’s only casual small talk, only a fabricated smile you use to make him so flustered that he excuses himself to finally leave you alone. Why would anybody ever want him? He’s cold, blunt, and clueless. He doesn’t really bring much to the table in a relationship, right?

So when he does finally ask you out, standing outside of the school just after class has let out for the day and tugging at the hems of his practice clothes all while trying not to bite his own tongue while he stutters, it comes as a bit of a shock to you

Is this some sort of prank?

You’re relieved, albeit confused, to know that he doesn’t actually hate you and in fact returns your feelings, and happily accept his confession to which he excitedly whoops and then runs off towards the gym, glad that it’s finally over with, before realizing just how rude of him that was

You haven’t moved an inch, completely bewildered by the event that seemed to have played out in front of you, when he comes back panting and asks you out on a date. Smooth, Kags…

Your date is, well, interesting. He’s super excited, nervous, and fucking terrified. He wants to vomit but he also kind of wants to hold your hand? Ugh, this sucks. And people just do this for fun? He fell for one person and feels as if his entire life has been turned upside down. This is your fault!

Once you officially start going out, he gets a little full of himself and despite how awkward he still is around you, he wastes literally no time whatsoever in rubbing it in Hinata’s face. He can’t do anything with Kageyama bringing up the fact that he has a s/o now and the red head still doesn’t

Smack him.

Past the beginning stages, once you’re established a stable and comfortable relationship with him, things are a lot different

While he’s himself around you, witty, sarcastic, and a little bit careless, he also feels the need to constantly impress you. He can’t start slacking; what if you get bored of him and leave him? He should always be striving to be the very best boyfriend he can be, even if he stumbles a few times on his never ending climb upward

He’s not super open to you about his feelings, but tries to make up for it in doing smaller things that he knows would mean a lot to him were they to come from you. He’ll get an extra snack at the vending machine, try and carry your bag whether you’re at school our out together, and listen to every song you send him (when you recommend music to him, he always teases you that it’s awful or makes his ears bleed, but he adds it to a playlist of songs that remind him of you and plays it whenever you’re around as a subtle way of letting you know it’s special to him, that he really does care. He’s not actually blowing you off)

Kageyama sees a Pusheen keychain set after practice one day, and even though it’s not something he’d ever buy for himself, he purchases the set and gives you the other half so you match. It’s so cute, and he turns beet red when somebody sees it attached to his bag one day and asks him about it. He tells them that you’re the one that bought it and he just didn’t wanna tell you no

Wow, he must be so caring, and they roll their eyes 

He’s not big into PDA, but he doesn’t mind holding your hand when you walk together or giving you a quick peck on the forehead as a goodbye at the end of the day when you’re forced to part ways. He’s not that shy to show people whose you are >:)

As for jealousy… yikes. He could stand to be put into his place every once in a while, as he tends to snap at people and go completely over the top for small and petty reasons, often getting caught up in his own insecure and blinding rage that he forgets what even set him off in the first place

Whenever you come to his games, he’s completely thrown off. He’s not used to people showing up and cheering for him, and he gets so nervous that he’ll mess up in front of you that he wastes time trying to focus on impressing you and throws himself to off

He loves and you wanna support him, but… maybe it’s best if you just make up an excuse and send him off with a good luck charm

By the way, if you do happen to make him a good luck charm then he is going to carry it in his pockets for an eternity, not only at games but just in his day to day life, except for on days he gets to spend with you. He doesn’t need luck when you’re there, because he’s already struck gold

[selfshippinglover]

your f/o list seems to be broken D: but you and davetrap(?) for cowboy au? i hope i got his name right;;

AAA sorry anon! Thanks for letting me know!! D: I’ll look at it as soon as I can(I usually need hep ^_^”)

Protective Sheriff: That’s me! :D

Tough Outlaw: Davetrap >:3

HC(s):

~Dave is decked to the nines in any shiny stuff he can find cause bird brain dfhjdhjf

~ I meet him at a small convience store robbery and he’s all theatrical and laughing and just having the time of his life despite how small stakes the crimes is

~Also, he’s uh, a giant furry??

~I literally have no idea what the hell to make of the crime but god does it give me a good laugh

~From that moment on, I become interested and seeing what other crazy shit that moldy looking furry is gonna pull

~And Davetrap has found himself yet ANOTHER REASON TO CONTINUE CRIMES SKBJF(Cute laugh got him fallin<3)

~The guy commits the WEIRDEST crimes in the book that usually leave a casuaity or two in it’s wake

~Then he dips out!...unless I’m there.

~If I am there then he ends up joining me on a little old ride back to prison

~He’ll tell me about his crime casually and then go right into asking me, like, personal questions?? And asking me if I’d ever consider doing crimes?? He keeps saying things like, “Baby, you and I could rule this town~” or “ya know, I could make you a star~”

~Basically asking me to commit crimes with him. Also, LOTS of flirting

~Everything is made more ridicilous with that giant rabbit suit(I later learn that it’s a permanent part of him WHoopS)

~Unfortunately for everyone(and noticibly too) me and the purple outlaw start getting a LITTLE too friendly

~Whether it’s me checking in everyday to hear word of the “Purple Rabbit Murderer” 

~Or Dave REFUSING and DITCHING ANY OTHER AUTHORITY OF THE LAW THAT TRIES TO TAKE HIM IN IFF THEY’E NOT ME DKJSJ,DHS

~We start dating in prison dfjjh,df

~Ngl, he just shows me how fun the dark side can be with a “night out” (stealing snacks, shooting the breeze, causing little bouts of trouble here and there, and eventually making out in his secret hideaway djhhbf)

~I find it rather fun and kinda freeing?? despite it being bad? and even though I wore a disguise, watching Davetrap waltz in anywhere and get away with anything always hits me with fear and awe. Like, he can really do anything, can’t he?

~In the end, we DO in fact, end up owning the town! We steal and do crime whenever and wherever we want, chill in my office, and chase around everyone like they’re trapped in our playpen! =)

BONUS: Good Dave Ending

~The big difference hear is when he ends up in jail, we share life stories

~And I work to rehabilitate him while he helps me in ways I didn’t think I needed

~We grow close through ;earning about each other and late night watch shifts

~Eventually, he comes to feel regret and asks to join the sheriff’s forces to try and makeup for all the messed up stuff he did and to help others.

~He ends up as the second in command within a year’s time after gaining the peoples respect and trust back

~And we happily protect our little town together! :))

[valhallanrose]

Hey, nobody asked for it, but I did the entire NSFW alphabet for Zelda because I could and here it is on your dash. 

Under 18 don’t interact I’ll die

Anyway horny under the cut 

[A] Aftercare

So here’s the thing about Zelda: she’s got the stamina of someone twice her size. No matter what role her partner takes/she takes, unless she has been completely worn out, she’ll take care of the cleanup/

Her favorite way to relax with her partner afterwards (or between rounds, if they have the energy) is with their head on her chest, so she can wrap her arms around them and run her fingers through their hair. Especially so if their hair is longer - she’ll play with it until she passes out, hand still half woven into the hair at the nape of their neck.

Sometimes, if she’s really into her partner, she’ll weave illusions for them. The ceiling of her room is enchanted, done just so to mirror the stars outside, but she’ll add her own magic to the enchantment so she can pull the stars down to her level. The constellations coalesce, tiny strands of light dancing between her fingers and down her arms, letting her manipulate them into creatures from everywhere between the depths of the sea and the highest mountain’s peak. 

[B] Body Part (their favorite of theirs & their partner)

On herself - she likes her hips. Some of it is utility - balancing a basket is easy between her hand and hip and it’s convenient - and it’s the natural place her hands fall when she’s thinking or talking. But they’re also a good place to squeeze, with just enough softness to her to make it comfortable no matter why you’re clutching her hips.

On her partner - Zelda enjoys people’s hands. Not only for the pleasure they can provide, but also for the stories a person’s hands tell. She’ll take in the scars, the curves, the lines, whether your nails are manicured and well cared for or rough with ages of physical labor. No matter what, she’ll bring their hands to her lips, press a kiss to their knuckles and smile as she gives them a squeeze.

Also, if she’s bottoming and her partner (equipped with a strap or nature’s strap) holds her hand as they’re lining up? Oh my god, she fuckin’ dead

[C] Cum (anything to do with it)

She’s kinda neutral on this one? She doesn’t go wild for it but she doesn’t hate it

Please don’t cum on her face, that will have her nope out of the situation so fast (unless you’re afab in which the answer is please do she’ll feel like she did good)

Amab, just warn her and she’ll swallow instead

And if you want to cum on her, ask, because that’s not always something she’s into anyway. That has weird marking connotations for her. 

She’s more pleased to know that she’s the one who made you feel that good rather than seeing the cum itself

As for her, she eats a lot of fruit, so hers ends up tasting sweet above all else, so if you’re not a fan tough shit because she won’t stop eating her fruit

[D] Dirty Secret

Really wishes someone would just drag her into a private space, pin her up against the wall, and take her right there. Clothing removed beyond the necessary is optional. 

Like...full legs thrown over her partner’s arms, hips slapping together, having to bite down on her hand to keep from alerting anyone that she’s being absolutely railed in the shop’s backroom while loving every second of it. 

She’s normally a ‘soft and slow’ person but that’s been one of her fantasies for a long time and she’s never felt comfortable enough with a partner to ask them to do that

Zelda, you’re drooling, get it together this is only the fourth letter

[E] Experience

Not wildly experienced. I’d say, in any timeline, she’s only had maybe two partners that got to a point of sexual encounter. It’s not that she’s opposed to casual flings (she’s had one or two), she just doesn’t always click with people, and she needs that connection to feel attracted enough to engage in a sexual relationship of any kind.

[F] Favorite Position

Lotus, for sure

She likes riding/being on top but she really generally enjoys the connection of being able to see her partner, kiss them as much as she wants, press her forehead against theirs

But also she’s up for smothering someone in kisses while giggling if they squeeze her sides in a weird way that makes her feel ticklish and that’s easiest to do when you can face your partner

[G] Goofy (are they serious or humorous in bed)

Definitely goofy. She’ll laugh it off when bodies make a weird noise, crack jokes, and bonus points if you dish it back. 

Sex for her is about having a good time, and not just the pleasure aspect of it.

If you’re serious in bed go away her four-poster is for lighthearted sex only

[H] Hair

Definitely keeps things trimmed neatly, because she can’t stand the feeling of it getting long, nor can she even begin to tolerate the feeling of hair growing back after shaving it all off. She’s done that, she regretted it deeply. 

A little lighter than the hair on her head, and let’s be real she probably oils it because she likes being generally soft and also prepared for a hypothetical encounter

[I] Intimacy

Intimacy comes easier to her if you reciprocate, obviously

Spread across the act, from foreplay to aftercare

Lots of gentle touches and soft words of praise 

Feels most connected to someone during sex the more intertwined with them she is - hence why she likes the Lotus position. It’s easy to see them, watch their pleasure, press gentle kisses to their lips and face and smooth back their hair

In a relationship, it’s the most intense way she can show her care for her partner, given that she’s already quite physical

Please cuddle her after she just has so much love in her body for her partner and needs to express it

[J] Jack - off (masturbation hc)

Zelda usually has trouble getting off on her own, so this isn’t something she tries often, but her most successful effort involved a rather potent aphrodisiac and a dildo

With those + her fingers for clitoral stimulation? That’s probably the only time she successfully reached orgasm on her own

Which ties into her biggest kink/preference...

[K] Kink

Overstimulation. 

Since she can’t often climax on her own, and if her partner is willing, she’ll go until she drops

Especially with the combo of g-spot and clitoral stimulation, she’d die and go to heaven

Prefers to be 

Laid out beside her partner so she can kiss them with their hand between her thighs

Straddling their face and grabbing something, be it the headboard or some fixture on the wall

Or laying back on the bed, hands buried in her partner’s hair and her thighs hitched over their shoulder

Do not recommend a sixty-nine if you’re overstimulating her because she will get so into pushing her hips into your face she’ll kinda forget to reciprocate

[L] Location

Prefers to be somewhere private and comfortable, which usually means her home. Otherwise, she is content to have sex involving any surface in her house. 

Except for the shop display case, please don’t make her polish that thing more than she has to she’ll be so salty afterwards

[M] Motivation (turn ons etc)

Intelligence (big brain sexy)

Seeing someone blush

A hand on the small of her back or on her knee

Idle fingers tracing patterns on her thighs, innocently or not so

Someone she’s already attracted to smelling absolutely delectable

Kisses on the inside of her wrist will really get her

So will kissing her freckles

[N] NO (turn offs, deal breakers, things they wont do ever etc) 

Zelda’s only hard no is public sex, because she’s too noisy, but she’s willing to try almost anything at least once

She’s not into receiving pain (save for like, a smack on the ass/a bite/a hickey/etc) and not really into choking (also receiving) but just about anything else is fair game

[O] Orgasm Denial (how do they do it, do they like it done to them)

100% willing to give

Prefers oral as her tool of choice, but will alternate between mouth and hands to offer kisses as her partner settles down

Never cruel about it, always willing to relent if you use your safe word or ask her to let you cum

Really, really doesn’t like receiving

She doesn’t get to get off on her own and she’s not gonna deny herself guaranteed pleasure if she can help it

Will be a no unless she’s been with you long enough to know you won’t leave her high and dry

[P] Pace

Usually prefers softer and slower sex, mostly because she likes taking her time. However, if you’ve been teasing her all day? She will have you pinned to the door of your place or hers before it really has time to shut. 

[Q] Quickie (where, how often, do they like them)

Likes them, but has to be in the mood for them

She doesn’t really like feeling rushed when trying to enjoy herself and make sure her partner is too

However, a promise of a more thorough round later usually is enough to placate her

[R] Risk (experiments, do they like pushing themselves/their s/o)

She’ll try anything once, but don’t spring it on her in the middle of the act. She’d rather sit down with her partner and talk about it, maybe do some research, give her time to understand the best way to go about it and what they need to do it properly. She’s not really spur of the moment. 

However, positions? That she’ll try in a heartbeat. If Zelda could be described by one word, it would be curious.

[S] Stamina

Lots of stamina. Faster sex wears her out more, so her preferred slower pace is part of it, but she just generally has a lot of energy. Could go multiple rounds, and her partner’s recovery time just extends her stamina a bit more. 

Really shouldn’t have this much stamina but part of it comes from a lot of time doing physical work in the shop/her garden so whoops

Cold showers have been a useful tool when she just can’t settle down

[T] Toys (do they own any, do they use them, how often, where)

She has a few different styles of dildos and vibrators that she’s tried to see if she could find something for her that works, but nothing really does, so they’re all shoved in a box under her bed. 

Are aphrodisiacs applicable? Because she absolutely has and will experiment on her own with them, otherwise their involvement is up to her partner

[U] Unfair (how do they tease)

Really dependent on her partner and what she knows gets them going

Generally lots of subtle, under the table touches that could possibly be construed as a mishap

At least until she squeezes your thigh or skims her fingers far too high up for it to possibly be a mistake at all 

[V] Volume (how loud, what do they sound like, what sounds they make)

Very pretty sounds. She won’t get vocal unless her partner explicitly tells her it’s okay, and until then she’ll bite her hand or her lip to keep quiet. 

Not vulgar when she speaks during it - kinda polite, actually, paired with sighs of delight if you oblige any requests she makes (see below for examples if you desire)

“May I touch you here?”

“What are you doing? I can’t kiss you properly if - oh. Oh. No, please, keep going, I -” (cue some mild incoherent babble)

“Please, please, more”

“Yes, hah, right there - oh!”

[W] Wild Card (random NSFW hc)

She broke a headboard one time while riding someone’s face (grabbing onto it) and she’s never been able to look at one the same since

Sometimes in her post-overstimulated orgasm headspace she’ll thank her partner a couple times in this dreamy little voice and kiss the closest part of them she can reach without moving

If you’re overstimulating her, especially if you’ve been at it for a little bit, she’ll start to speak in her native dialect (Neviv/Nevivonic/whatever you hc Julian and Portia to speak. I believe it’s Russian sue me) \If you happen to speak it, she might just cum then and there 

[X] X - ray (what do they have going on under their clothes)

Usually doesn’t end up with matching undergarments but if she does you know she wants to get laid

Lots of lacy underthings and thin bralettes because full bras are The Devil, typically bright colors for fun

If she’s feeling really saucy, she’ll go with a full bralette/panties/garter belt/stockings combo just to really show off for her partner once the outer layers come off

Usually she just ends up laying around her house in nothing but her panties and knee socks that match in no other way but height and texture

She has a near perfect heart shaped birthmark, right where her inner left thigh meets her pelvis. She likes it, but teasing her about it or kissing it will make her both melt and go cherry red.

Fun fact: if you leave a hickey anywhere near it, that’ll get her going like nobody’s business

[Y] Yearning (how often to they think of sex, how long can they go without it etc)

She can go without it for a while, but she’s got a high sex drive, so she doesn’t want to

Sex really only comes to Zelda’s mind when her partner does something that really gets to her (see Motivations)

Willing to Yearn if she’s not sure the sexual feelings are reciprocated

[Z] Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep, do they snuggle, etc) 

Very affectionate and very cuddly. Catch her with her forehead pressed to her partner’s, giggling a little as she rubs her nose against theirs, smiling into kisses and burying her face in their hair as she lets her hands wander idly. 

However, unless you’ve totally worn her out, don’t expect her to fall asleep right away. 

One time she cleaned the whole shop after masturbating at like four AM and she’s never gotten it that clean again

[gildedp0ppy]

it's "horny bitch" hours and i aint getting requests anymore so portia stans come get yall juice 🤠

lemon warning this,,, yeah

uhh idk just some nsfw portia hcs

-Ok first of all, people always think of her as such an "innocent child!! uwu!!" and um?? Short answer, she is the opposite

-At least, her route says otherwise.

-She LOVES begging, either way. She also adores dirty talk, just casually nipping and kissing your ears, whispering teasing words.

-Also into degradation, mostly giving. Goes along with dirty talk, will tease and then shame you for getting turned on

-It is amazing how fast cuddling will turn into feeling up when she is horny. She gets really giggly and clingy when she's horny, most of the time.

-Hhhh just imagine you on her lap and it just going from innocent hugs to her running her hands up your chest, licking and biting your neck while whispering shame and dirty words into your ear.

-Def a switch. I personally think she's leaning dom, maybe because i want her to dom me, but also loves bratting until she gets her ass whooped.

-She can be a serious dom! I always see things talking about how she wouldnt be but I think she would!!

-VERY bratty when in subspace, will tease you mercilessly. Master of the cutesy brat act, too. What, you think she was misbehaving just to be punished? Perish the thought! She would never!

-Does love punishment, though. Def acts up on purpose for it

-Big fan of marking, too. Loves to cover you in love bites and hickies. Doesn't want you to cover them up, and she definetly won't cover up any marks she gets. She loves to show everyone that you're hers and she's yours.

-Definetly very loud. Rarely tries to contain it, honestly.

-Especially when she's close to climaxing. Please just gag this woman, she will not shut up, whether it be moans or teasing or anything else.

-Pretty big fan of semi public makeouts, god idk i just headcanon her as really possesive but also really sweet

thats ab it yall hope it satisfies your never ending thirst

[kerfufflewatch]

quick HC about their feelings on marriage that turned into a 1700-word fic, whoops whoops

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“Somethin’ wrong, sugar? Went a bit quiet on me there.”

Hanzo blinks, and his eyes burn as the ceiling swims back into focus. He glances down at McCree, draped over him with his chin propped on Hanzo's chest, then out the window. The sun had still been setting, its golden rays still sneaking through the blinds of their dorm to dapple across their sheets and skin, when they had first settled into bed in the pleasant exhaustion of post-orgasmic glow; now, it is simply dark.

Hanzo affects a smile as he looks back to McCree. "It is nothing," he says, but McCree's worried frown only deepens.

"You sure?" McCree presses gently, and Hanzo is helpless to do anything but sigh and fall back against the pillows.  Damn McCree for his perceptiveness--nothing fools him anymore.

"It is something Genji said to me earlier," he admits to the ceiling, unable to meet McCree's gaze.

"Yeah? What'd he say?"

"He . . . asked when we planned to get married."

It had been an offhand comment made earlier that day--a joke more than anything else. They had been discussing the mission that McCree himself was out on, as well as half of the rest of the team, over cups of tea in the dining hall. Hanzo doesn't quite recall how the conversation had transitioned from the mission to McCree to Hanzo's relationship with him, but nonetheless something had prompted Genji to tease, "So when are the two of you just going to get married and get it over with?"

The question had caused Hanzo to sputter on a mouthful of tea, making Genji laugh. After wiping his mouth on his sleeve, Hanzo had replied, "We have no plans to do any such thing."

"No?" Genji had tilted his head a little, looking both thoughtful and thoroughly amused. "I admit I don't know how either of you feel about it, but it seems like something that should have come up."

"It has not," Hanzo said shortly.

Genji shrugged exaggeratedly and the conversation moved on, but the idea had stuck in Hanzo's head. True, he and McCree had been together now for some time--just over two years--and it made sense to wonder if they would ever take that step. But the thought of it alone had made fear curdle in his gut, and he had left his cup of tea unfinished. Once the announcement came over the comms that the Orca was arriving with the team, Hanzo had forgotten it entirely in favor of meeting McCree at the hangar (and wrestling him into bed for the first time in two weeks), and he wished that had been the end of it. The memory only came back as they lay together now, and Hanzo would happily have never said a word if not for McCree's damned perceptiveness.

McCree sits up slowly, sliding off of Hanzo to prop himself up on his arms at Hanzo's side. "Don't think we ever talked about that before," he says slowly.

"No. I told him as much."

McCree's brow furrows, and he clears his throat. "But it's still buggin' you," he says slowly. "Maybe it's . . . somethin' we should talk about?"

Hanzo sighs deeply. He does not want to have this conversation at all. Everything about their relationship may be unconventional in some way, but McCree still has the more romantic heart of the two of them, still has better ideas of how these things should go,  and Hanzo is certain his answer will ruin everything.

"Hanzo?" McCree prompts. "What—"

"I do not want to get married," Hanzo says.

There is a pause. "No?" McCree asks. Hanzo waits for him to say anything else that might betray more emotion than the single syllable, but when nothing else is forthcoming, he swallows and turns his head away on the pillow.

"In my family, marriage was a tool," he explains. "Most marriages were for convenience, or power. Those that were not were few and far between. I in particular, as the future head of the family, was expected to marry whoever would provide the best relations. Eligible women from other families were offered to me, and I suspect I to them, as though we were meant to choose our favorite toy and hope we tolerated each other. My feelings on the matter, or even whether I cared for any of them at all, were not important."

Hanzo hunches his shoulders, as though it will protect him from McCree's disappointment. "I have never been that fond of the concept overall, regardless. Perhaps because of my upbringing, the assumption I would never have a truly loving relationship. But I cannot shake that association, that feeling that marriage is nothing more than an inescapable contract done for the benefit of others, even if I know better now. I do not think that will ever change."

The bed dips as McCree shifts. Hanzo grips handfuls of the blanket in tight fists. "Can I say somethin'?" McCree asks.

With great reluctance, Hanzo turns his head to look at McCree. "I don't think I wanna get married, either," McCree says.

Hanzo blinks. The tightness in his chest loosens so abruptly that he feels lightheaded. "You don't?"

McCree shakes his heads. His mouth twists with an uncertain frown. "I did, once upon a time," he says. "When I was younger, when stuff was . . . well, nothing was all that stable in Blackwatch, but that was probably the closest I was gonna get. Wasn't even sure I'd live to see my thirties, though, let alone long enough to have anyone. After that, well . . . I've signed enough contracts that have fucked me over, lost a few other folks, that the idea of gettin' married proper just makes me nervous. Too much shit to deal with if it all goes south."

He shrugs, but the motion is forced. Hanzo turns fully to face him and takes his hand on the bed between them. McCree gives a weak smile as he threads their fingers together. "And all that's assumin' we even got it all cleaned up to do it legally," he continues. "But even if we didn't do the papers and all, I never really wanted to make a big fuss about spendin' my life with someone if I could just do it. Especially if it might not be all that long."

The relief that Hanzo first felt evaporates, replaced by a sour feeling of dread in his stomach as a new thought occurs to him. By the look on McCree's face, he has thought the same.

"Then where does that leave us?" Hanzo asks softly.

McCree blows out a breath. "Dunno," he says. "Guess that does sort of leave us without the usual end goal, doesn't it." He worries the inside of his cheek as he thinks, while the weight of their realization hangs heavy in the air between them.

Eventually, McCree says, "But, here's the thing. Does it really matter?"

"Does it not?" Hanzo counters. "If neither of us wants to marry when that is normally the end of a relationship, does it not matter? I would have thought you, more than I, would want this."

"Does it have to be the goal? It's not like anything else in our lives is normal. If neither us wants it but we're still happy, ain't that enough?"

"I am happy," Hanzo says emphatically. "I just fear that this means . . ." He trails off, unable to voice the words aloud, but the meaning is clear enough.

McCree shifts his grip on Hanzo's hand and brings it to his lips, pressing a dry kiss to the knuckles as he thinks. "I don't know what I want in the future," he says softly. "It was only pretty recently that I even started thinkin' there might be a future for me, let alone one with someone else. I'm so used to movin' around, doin' something new every day, not banking on anything stickin' around. I don't know how long we'll be in Overwatch. I don't know if I wanna stay here until I can't do it anymore, or move out to a little house in the middle of nowhere, or go back to takin' bounties, or what."

He meets Hanzo's gaze, his eyes wide with sincerity. "What I do know, though," he concludes, "is that whatever I end up doin', I want you there with me." He offers a tiny smile, which Hanzo returns with a wobbly one of his own, the emotions clamoring in his throat making him nervous to speak. "However we do it, I know I wanna spend my life with you, as long as you'll have me."

Hanzo's throat tightens and his eyes begin to burn traitorously. He swallows past it all, refusing to let himself be overwhelmed. "I want that as well," he says thickly. McCree's smile breaks into a grin, triggering a swell of confidence in Hanzo as he continues, "Likewise, I was never able to envision a future for myself. Sometimes, it still feels like wishful thinking to imagine there is anything after today. But I cannot see myself without you, and if there is a future to be had, I want it to be with you. Even if it is not by the route we are expected to take."

Hanzo feels better when he sees McCree's smile wobble, too. "That sounds like a plan to me," McCree replies, the casual response belied by the tears that he rapidly blinks away.

Hanzo chases that answer with a hard kiss--graceless, barely more than a press of lips and teeth and soon broken by matching bouts of joyful laughter. McCree pulls Hanzo into a tight embrace and Hanzo goes willingly, muffling the last of his laughter in the hollow of McCree's throat. He sighs and melts into boneless contentment as McCree's hand comes up to stroke through his hair.

"I love you," he murmurs against warm skin. He only hesitates a fraction of a second before he does, and it occurs to him just how strange that is when not long ago, he could barely admit to himself that he had feelings for McCree at all.

McCree's hold tightens as he buries his face in Hanzo's hair. "Love you too, sugar," he breathes. "We're gonna do just fine."

As they settle in for sleep, it's on the tip of Hanzo's tongue to point out that it's still early, and they never got around to eating dinner. However, wrapped up as he is, warm and heavy, in awe of the potential futures that lay before them, Hanzo decides they can wait just a little longer.

[unattainabledreams]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥

Mun note: I’m gonna put this below the cut cause it’s a biiiig tag. But if you do read it, hmu honestly cause I’ve love to chatting.

And if you do it? Let me know! I love learning about people’s connection to their muses, new or old.

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK (Mixed impressions depending on who you ask and how you ask it I reckon.)

Are they underrated?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant to the main story?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant to the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?

OG Canon, By default, up until Zack’s canonical death, I follow canon very muchly. (That doesn’t mean I’m not open to earlier plotted divergence though!) If the overall plot ends with death, then I’m alright with that, I love the handing on of the torch from Angeal to Zack to Cloud. My goal is to never minimize that. But for interactions beyond the end of Crisis Core, I have two particular verses that I absolutely adore based on already established lore and my own head-canons for how Zack would continue.

OG Canon Remake Canon, while it’s nice for options and I don’t mind it, on a technical front I think it weakens the ongoing plot for other characters who then wouldn’t have been forced to grow so much themselves. I enjoyed the remake, but regarding Zack it’s not my cup of tea. I’ll write remake by request, but it’s not my default.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutual.

His genuine care for those around him with unrelenting selflessness is both heartwarming -and heart-wrenching.

Zack’s journey from naivety about the world and events around him to recognizing the harm of the organization he’s been directly a part of. He grows in both substance and maturity as he’s increasingly forced to reckon with reality.

Chasing after an idea which is realized but not how he once imagined it. 

While Zack is strong, he’s most certainly not the strongest. I enjoy playing with weakness.

Almost relentless optimism. How he pushes onward to continue trying to pick up the pieces. Additionally as such a genuine character and I hope that love comes through in my portrayal.

Look. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

But on a personal my muse front, despite my love for him I love putting him in situations where I get to break him down to build back up again because that’s his strength as a character.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  

His early naivety and blind loyalty to ShinRa. (IMO tho, you gotta have a ‘from’ in order to have a ‘to’)

Puppy goofy himbo dummy. (At least, that’s how some people see him.)

Almost relentless optimism.

Some feel he draws away from Cloud’s story.

Just- 

Look again.

What inspired you to rp your muse?  

Have you ever had a time when you’re watching or playing something and there’s just a character you really identify with like, not just ‘oh, me’ - but beyond that in an almost scary way? For where I was in life and what I was going through, Zack was exactly that for me, and I fell in love with how kept pushing through.

So that was four years ago, and I RP’d him privately within friend groups. Said friends of course moved on from the fandom and I just quietly always wanted to come back to him, there were so many things I’d come up with that I hadn’t gotten to using yet in writing.

So late last year when a friend decided to get into FF7 I made my blog(s) to join them. :3 I did go on hiatus when 7R came out to avoid spoilers as I didn’t have access to a console through the lockdown in my country to play, but I’ve finally returned. (And now you have like a million blogs shgjfjkasghfd.)

What keeps your inspiration going?

On a personal note, Zack’s been an intrinsic part of my life for the past four years. Even when friend groups moved on from the fandom in waves coming and going, he’s never really gone from my life because I live in a fairly small country and he’s one of two cosplays I’m known for here in con/geek circles. (I’ve even Cosplayed him for an official event! <3)

On a writing front, honestly, as I said before, I love the way he keeps on keeping on no matter what’s thrown at him. I don’t want his journey to end. I want him to fall again and again but also to conquer those shortcomings and rise stronger.

That doesn’t have to make him the strongest in body, but in mind that makes him a personal hero for me at least so he’s forever an inspiration. Despite the labels applied to his dream, (See my URL) the pursuit as such defines him admirably.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO.

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO. (I have a terrible habit of keeping most of em in my head, but they do exist. I’m trying to get better at posting them casually. I know they're good at helping prospective RP partners work out openings for interactions. ;; )

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO. (Honestly this is usually what happens when I do try to do a HC post, It becomes a drabble incorporating it instead. Whoops?)

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO.

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO.

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO.

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?

Criticism and Critique. Boy oh boy. That’s gonna be a pass, please.

Unsolicited criticism sucks. That’s not what I’m here for, nor many of us I expect. Miss me with that anxiety spike. I’ve done study in writing for films. I know a lot of technical stuff. But I also enjoy switching that off and allowing things to happen. I’m also a performer, and the the improvisational and spontaneous reactionary side is just as important as the plotted. I’m here for fun to explore what I want with other like minded people. Not for criticism.

‘Hey have you thought about ___’ - that’s okay. If we grow together, cool, that’s great! In fact, it kinda leads into the next question.

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  

Yeeee! Please. Just be aware I’m sometimes slow with my inbox though I am getting better at this!

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why? 

Unless it’s something that clashes between our two muses like a death or lack-thereof, or important shared-background things that needs discussing, I don’t think there’s much reason for it to be brought up. My headcanons exist for the general purpose of ‘without outside influence, this is my default.’ - that’s it. Sometimes they just aren’t relevant.

If it’s simply ‘I don’t like this this idea’ see the next answer.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

If someone does, please don’t tell me. You can go write him yourself or find another closer to how you perceive him. My portrayal is my own, and I don’t need to conform to your idea of what Zack would do or say. Neither of us need to waste energy on this.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?

If it’s my muse, fine. But don’t get aggressive at me about it. I’m also a Genesis mun, so I get the rivalry. But cool your jets.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  

Sure. In fact please. Honestly, @ RP partners, I don’t mind if you quietly fix em yourself. Dyslexia’s an uphill battle. I’ll often edit posts after the fact if I notice my own mistakes, so sure. But @ Readers, please don’t get at my RP partners grammar. This is consent for my writing, not theirs. Though also don’t be a pick-apart grammar police just to get to me. Have some sense about it. ;)

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?

I can be very talkative. Honestly if that surprises you despite my choice of muses with Zack and Gen then gaia help you. So uh, heads up on that. If I haven’t talked to you yet, the key word is ‘yet’ - I’m just working out where to start or for something to react to.

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

Tagged by:  @lifedxbt​ tagged me for returning from hiatus so I should probably do this. :p Tagging: Uhhhhh, it big. Do if want? Yay. (It took me two hours)

[taeguboi]

BTS HC: secret relationship

Request: "reaction 4 secret relationship each bts member plz"

Notes at the end!

Happy imagining!

BTS Headcanon Masterlist

RM

winks from across the room

which are more intense when he makes a suggestive comment in a group conversation

you can't breathe

neither can he though

he just wants to show you off

but he can't

very secret texts

code names for each other

"who's that you're texting?"

"uh just my cousin"

"what? with that winky face and aubergine emoji???"

*person backs off weirded out*

*or they assume they should stop being nosey*

but anyway

it's not all suggestive

random roses delivered to your door

with a note signed with his code name just in case

you smile fondly at the note

"woah y/n, you're so lucky!"

good call Joon because y/n's friends slept over last night

"who's the secret admirer?..."

you get plenty of questions but you keep shush hahah

he does a good job too of keeping it quiet

he gets used to the idea of it

so he can control his facial expression in public

around you

opening a cute message

but it doesn't mean he wants this any less

or that the excitement wore off

taking you to a secret place suddenly and randomly

because he just needs to kiss you

sometimes you might only get 5 minutes to yourselves a day

but every second was treasured

and you both treasure each other as much as one another

way more than anyone around you can see or realise

Jin

the secret is exciting

the idea of just bringing you to his parents one day like

"this is the person I wanna marry"

and they will be like "huh?"

because they haven't met you yet

but by then he will have known you for more than the few years that you already have known each other in the present

he loves the idea of eloping

just being away for a few weeks like the old days of your secret relationship

but for now, the present moment is the secret relationship

he is so cool about it

it can drive you nuts at times

how you smile at him from across a room

when definitely no one is looking

and boy just stares into your soul

like WHY AREN'T YOU RETURNING MY SMILE BITCH

though of course you don't say that out loud

he knows those little things that capture you though

he knows how to subliminally tell you he is thinking of you

if there's something that needs to be done and he can pick anyone

he'll pick you

if you're at the water fountain then suddenly he is thirsty

that kind of thing

and without fail

at a set time of the week

there is time for you two alone

you just fake that part of your schedule consistently and no one is any the wiser

"yeah I'm off to the gym that night"

you don't have to tell them you take saturdays off

sometimes you go out of town

for a full on date

sometimes you snuggle up for a night in

there was that one time

his best friend showed up unexpectedly

like damn how can he get rid

the mate comes in and says for a good hour before leaving

and you've been in a cupboard this whole time

he always makes up for things like that though

anything inconvenient or negative that happening through keeping up the secret

doesn't go ignored

and although at times in public you may feel ignored or rejected

you're never ignored in his mind or his heart

Suga

down-low is a positive thing

no one is on your backs

no questions

no pestering

peaceful

and you appreciate that just as much as he does

it's nice to not have salty people creating rumours

it's nice to so clearly separate professional and personal life

all in all, confusion is next to none existent

you have a meet up point

you go there whenever you get the chance

no one is ever to follow you

they don't even know you know the said place exists

sometimes you're just off to the shop

and he's just off for a coffee break

and somehow you squeeze in a minute to be there and wait for him

neither of you are ever late or double book

so no one is any the wiser

a careful couple

a carefree couple

so although you might announce your thing in the future

this secrecy allows you two to appreciate each other

and you’ll never forget these days

J-Hope

it makes him giddy

whilst he wants to tell the world

sometimes you keep up appearances better than he does

and at times people think it’s an unrequited crush

that he fancies the pants of you

and of course he does

but they all think you’re having none of it

but you’re having all of it

and that’s the real reason he keeps himself off bounds

he purposely moves out of town

so that he can work in the week as normal

but then at weekends you two can go about as a couple 

wherever and however you want

you go out pretty much every saturday

sundays are for strolls around his new village

and those days help with keeping up the story in the other 5 days

there is so much to catch up on

never a silent moment

there is always something to talk about

mouths “i love you” from across a room

and your heart is just 

so you look around to make sure

and you mouth “i love you” back

and that’s enough to be warm for an hour in the coldest weather

quite hyper around you

more reason for people to be suspicious

yet they aren’t really

because they know they’re only joking

but nothing about your secret is a joke

though there are plenty of inside jokes

and you have to try your hardest not to crack up 

if someone mentions something related to that one thing that gets to the both you every time

so yeah you’ll probably get exposed one day

but up until now, you’ve both done a pretty good job

only time will tell when you can finally tell the world

Jimin

sends you fluffy sweaters in the mail when its cold

so you can wear it all day and think of him

maybe he underestimates how much you he’s on your mind anyway

money spent on postage to each other is real

love letters galore

that you both treasure

and keep every one of them

he loves it when you spray some perfume on a letter

just one intake of that smell makes him think about 1000 things related to you

tries to spend as many evenings with you as he can

be prepared at any time for a surprise visit

whether he’s already in the area

or has travelled solely to see you

he will use any spare time to make sure you feel loved

and he is very successful in this aim

he will give you the world

you’re just waiting on the world’s blessing

V

will hide secret notes in your pockets

and still sends anonymous valentine cards

just on the chance that someone might think to back off

not that he’s over protective or aggressive about you

he just wants you to himself

and he does

but the rest of the world doesn’t know that yet so

is accidentally clumsy in front of you

no one spots the correlation though fortunately

quiet, deep mumbles into your ear when no one is around

or simply when he walks past you

and he is so subtle

but you’re going out of your mind like

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

and then he walks back the other way knowing what he did

the little fucker smirks

safe to say there’s plenty of intense cupboard make out sessions

“i couldn’t stop thinking about you”

some people have actually speculated he’s gay

but he is definitely not

oh boy is definitely not

knows every inch of you perfectly

sometimes gets to a point where secret make outs go further

and he can get the job done in like 5 minutes

like fucking hell boi

you drive him nuts too though

just by wearing certain clothes that flatter your figure

or accentuate one of his favourite things about you

*sits daydreaming about your ass*

it’s not any different on your part

shirt undone at the top?

well damnnn

all you can think about it cuddling up to what you know is underneath

the world will probably be shocked when they find out

but they’ll have to deal with it

Jungkook

subtle pieces of matching clothing

well kind of

“you’re just as obsessed with docs as our Jungkook is”

“you guys would be a perfect match”

and you laugh internally

because that’s how you guys got talking one day

and then it escalated into this

“you guys look like a couple, you both always wear black”

hahahaha whoops

shared wardrobe

low key dates

because Jungkook wants to see a movie

and you’re the only one around who is interested

so people just think you share similar interests

truth be told

you’re not always interested in a film he wants to see

you go because you can

to spend time with him

where better than in the dark where you can’t be seen?

so it doesn’t even matter if last minute the others turn up

lights out, you hold hands

casually, you know

snapchats for days

like deep conversations

and although the words on your screen disappear 

you don’t forget a word he tells you

so the next time you see him

you know exactly what to do

he feels so happy around you

never a dull day

I've done a headcanon instead of a reaction if that's good for you anon because with a headcanon I can do a fuller story rather than just, for example, a reaction to only realizing it has be kept secret.

I'm not sure why any of these relationships are secret in the scenarios I created but you might make something up in your mind if you please, maybe it's because they are an idol or maybe it's a work au where it would be unprofessional or risk your jobs idk. 

I also might extend some of these in the future as I understand that some headcanons are shorter than others (and I’ll add gifs too ofc)

[runawayface]

Wrote something for this and realized I never actually posted it to tumblr. XD Whoops!

Title: Cookin' Time with Harvey and Harold

Word Count: 3,117

Summary: Harold visits Harvey for a few days while Coin is out of town. Chaos ensues.

Notes:  This is actually a full hc Coin and I have about Coin leaving and Harold staying for a few days and it's crazy how many ideas we already have about this little trip. 😂There may be more fics of this visit in the future but for now, have some cooking chaos.

Spring 15, Year 3

Harvey had made fun of Harold for bringing two large suitcases, 4 garment bags each containing a suit, a laptop bag, and his briefcase, but ultimately Harvey’s judgement didn’t matter much to Harold. Nothing, not even Harvey’s sarcasm, could bring Harold down. What Harold had never before thought was possible was happening; he and Harvey were going to be spending four days together, just the two of them, while Harvey’s fiancee Coin was out of town visiting friends. With wedding planning well underway, Coin’s friends wanted one last girl’s trip before the wedding in lieu of a formal bachelorette party. Harvey had encouraged Coin to enjoy herself on the trip and not worry about him, but deep down it was a prospect Harvey wasn’t looking forward to. He’d never been alone for that long since his life before Coin and a lonely house all to himself wasn’t anything he was keen to relive.

It was surprising to Harold when Harvey casually invited him to the farmhouse to visit during one of the days Coin would be gone. It was such a casual invitation that Harold had to ask Harvey to repeat himself, unable to believe that he was Harvey’s first choice in companionship. But as with many things in Harold’s life, doing the bare minimum simply would not do. If Harvey found himself with four lonely days that were causing him stress and anxiety, Harold had to clear his schedule to be there to support his little brother. Only minutes after Harvey’s offer, Harold was back on the phone with Harvey to break the good news; he would be staying at Limetree Farm all four days of Coin’s trip to keep Harvey company. The shocked silence from Harvey was either regret or gratitude, but Harold convinced himself it was the latter. Harold packed up his bags and showed up the day of Coin’s departure, ready to spend an enjoyable four days bonding with Harvey.

It was endearing to see the accommodations Harvey had set up for Harold. It very well could have been Coin’s doing, but either way he felt welcomed in his brother’s home. The bed in the guestroom was neatly made and the linens smelled freshly cleaned. At the foot of his bed was an extra blanket folded up as well as a small stack of towels. Harvey even mentioned that there was room in the closet to hang his clothes and space in the drawers to stow away anything he needed to. It was nice to know that his arrival was anticipated and welcomed. After helping Harold load his many suitcases into the guest room, of course grumbling the whole way through, Harvey left Harold alone to unpack.

When Harold emerged from the guest room, he found Harvey already busy at work in the kitchen preparing dinner. It wasn’t something Harold was expecting to see, if he were being honest with himself he’d have assumed that they would end up at the saloon for dinner. Harold wasn’t exactly used to home cooked meals, seeing as he never actually had them himself. Every meal ended up being take-out or delivery for him. It was actually quite endearing to see Harvey so domestic, standing hunched over the kitchen counter with a knife in-hand, quietly chopping vegetables for dinner. It seemed like such a natural setting for Harvey, he looked perfectly comfortable there.

“So, what’s on the menu tonight, little brother?” Harold asked, stepping into the kitchen to peek at what Harvey was preparing.

“Stir fry,” Harvey answered, his focus remaining on the vegetables he was chopping.

“Ooh, sounds good, can’t wait,” Harold replied, taking only a second or two more to glance at the veggies before turning around to take a seat on the couch. Before he could get very far, though, he could hear Harvey clear his throat loudly. Harold turned quickly on his heels to see Harvey with a stern expression.

“Don’t think you’re getting out of helping,” Harvey remarked seriously. “Just because you’re at my house doesn’t mean you’ll get your meals cooked for you every night. You’re a guest here but this also isn’t a restaurant. Gotta put in the work to reap the rewards.”

“Harvo, you can’t be serious,” Harold replied, laughing at the absurdity of it. Harvey, on the other hand, was not laughing.

“Of course I’m serious,” Harvey scoffed. “I’m not running a hotel, Harold, not all of us can take four days off of work on a whim. I still have a job to go to, mind you. When I get home from work I’m not too keen to then make dinner all by myself while you’ve been sitting around all day.”

“Hey, I brought some work with me,” Harold replied in his defense. Harvey still looked cross. “What? I brought some of my casework to work on while you’re at the clinic all day.”

“Then we’ll consider that we’re even on the work front and we still need to split the dinner duty,” Harvey pointed out.

“You know I don’t actually cook, right?” Harold asked hesitantly.

If only Harvey knew that Harold had not actually cooked a day in his life since the stovetop ramen days of his early law career when he was barely making enough to survive. Once he started working much longer hours and making more money, he had neither the time nor energy for cooking and his paydays were finally becoming enough to get food out. It started off with cheaper fast food but as his paychecks improved, so did the quality of his meals. Now it was standard for him to grab coffee and a pastry every morning for breakfast, dine at any of the upscale restaurants near the law firm for lunch, and then order take-out or delivery from local restaurants for dinner. Despite his apartment being outfitted with top of the line appliances, Harold never actually set foot in his kitchen for longer than it took to pour himself a glass of wine. Harold wasn’t quite ready to admit the full extent of his lack of experience, though, as Harvey tilted his head at him expectantly.

“I’m sure you can at least cook up some onions,” Harvey insisted, gesturing to the bowl of chopped onions next to him. “Get these started while I finish up the rest of the prep work.”

“O-okay,” Harold mumbled, grabbing the bowl of onions with an uncertain sigh.

As Harold stared at the pan on the stove and the bowl of onions in his hand, he started to feel incredibly nervous. He wasn’t used to not knowing how to do something, he made it a point to avoid any task he wasn’t completely familiar with. Feeling incomptent or inexperienced was not a good feeling for Harold and it was a position he didn’t often find himself in. Still, Harold had to remind himself that Harvey only recently learned how to cook once he moved in with Coin, it couldn’t possibly be that difficult.

If all he really had to do was cook the onions, that didn’t seem so bad. All cooking meant was applying heat to something, right? He had the pan, he had the stove, he had the onions. It seemed simple enough. Thankfully he remembered enough from his incredibly limited cooking experience to know how to properly light the stove. That was a start. All he had to do was push the knob inward, turn it to start, then wait for the flame. Once Harold saw the flame burning brightly on the stove, he turned the knob just far enough for the annoying click to stop. The position of the dial read ‘High’. This would at least ensure Harold would stay ahead of schedule and that the onions would be cooked in time for the next ingredients. Without a further thought, Harold dumped the bowl of onions into the pan. He’d been expecting a loud sizzle like you see in movies, but nothing happened. Little did he know, the pan hadn’t been on the flame long enough to properly heat up. Harold, however, assumed that the onions just needed time to cook properly.

Turning his eyes away from the pan, Harold caught sight of Coin’s dog, Willi. He was laying atop his comfy bed, staring at Harold. The poor dog had once again been terribly confused by Harold’s arrival and had retreated to his bed not long after Harold arrived and had remained there for hours. It had to be confusing for Willi to see Harold, a man who looked just like Harvey, but know primarily by scent that this was a different person. Harold hoped that in the days to come, Willi would become more comfortable around him. There were many aspects of Harvey’s life that Harold was trying to find his place in and Harold wanted to be a comfortable addition to as many aspects of Harvey’s life as he could be. This visit already was such a huge step forward, it would be the longest amount of time they’d ever spent together, just the two of them, since their teen years. And those, Harold recalled bitterly, were not their best years. Harold was eager for the chance to spend some quality time with Harvey as they-

“HAROLD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Harvey bellowed frantically.

Harold was snapped from his drifting thoughts as he turned around to find the pan that had only moments ago been sitting innocently on the stovetop, doing very little, was now smoking and the contents within were burnt to a crisp and black as charcoal.

“Oh, shit!” Harold called out, his first instinct to grab the pan and remove it from the flame. Harvey stood over the still-smoking pan and looked at the burnt onions inside, enraged.

“I gave you one job, Harold!” Harvey shouted.

“Hey, don’t blame me, I’m the one who told you that I don’t cook!” Harold shouted in his defense.

“I didn’t think you meant to the point that you could burn onions!” Harvey bellowed in return.

“A year ago you’d have been burning onions, too!” Harold snapped back. “Don’t act like you’re better than me just because you suddenly learned how to cook.”

As they shouted back and forth, the pan in Harold’s hand continued to smoke and the acrid smell of burnt onions filled the farmhouse. The smoke hung thick in the air and eventually, set off the smoke alarm. Both Harvey and Harold were snapped out of their argument at the high pitched wail of the smoke alarm.

“Yoba, now I gotta deal with the smoke alarm,” Harvey groaned. He turned to Harold and his entire demeanor became authoritative. “Toss that mess in the trash and rinse out the pan before that smoke gets any worse.”

“Yes, Mom,” Harold muttered mockingly under his breath.

Holding the pan over the trash can, Harold dumped as many of the burnt onions as he could into the trash, though most of them had burnt directly onto the pan. When he reached in to scrape some of them off, his hand recoiled the moment he made contact, forgetting that the pan was incredibly hot.

“Son of a bitch!” Harold called out, shaking his hand in pain from the light burn to his fingertips.

“What now?!” Harvey asked in a panic, using one of the couch pillows to fan the air in front of the smoke alarm to shut it off.

“Burnt my damn fingers,” Harold moaned, rushing to the sink to rinse both the pan as well as his fingers.

“For Yoba’s sake, did you touch a hot pan?” Harvey asked in exasperation.

“You told me to get the onions into the trash, I was just doing what you asked!” Harold snapped in defense. Harvey simply shook his head, his attention and focus returning to fanning the area in front of the smoke alarm. The beeping finally stopped.

Harold retreated to the sink, desperate to let go of the hot pan in his hand and to have the awful situation resolved. It wasn’t unexpected that the pan started to smoke once again when hit with cold water, but it wasn’t long before the cool water and the piping hot pan evened each other out and the pan wasn’t hot to the touch any longer. Harold placed his fingertips under the water as well, sighing contentedly at the relief the cool water brought. Though the onions were still burnt onto the pan, at least the pan wasn’t hot anymore. Harold left the pan in the sink, figuring he and Harvey would have to contend with cleaning it later. Right now, at least, he was just happy the worst was over. Harold reached for the dish towel near the sink, dried his hands, then tossed the towel aside.

The relief that the worst was over was incredibly short-lived, in fact the worst had only begun. It was only a matter of seconds later that Harold saw the stove-top engulfed in flames. Harold stood paralyzed in horror, too scared and confused to know what was happening or what to do. Harvey, on the other hand, dropped the pillow he was using and rushed to the kitchen cupboard with a speed and urgency that Harold had to assume came from his days in the emergency room. Without hesitation Harvey found a fire extinguisher, something he’d no doubt kept there out of paranoia for this exact scenario, and rushed towards the flames. In moments the fire was gone as Harvey sprayed the flames with the extinguisher. By the time the fire was put out, the stovetop was an absolute disaster. Before Harold could even question what had caused the fire, Harvey reached forward to push aside the smoldering remains of a burned up kitchen towel and turned the knob of the burner Harold had been using to ‘off’. In the stress of the moment, Harold had removed the pan from the stovetop but never actually turned the burner off. When he’d tossed the hand towel aside, he’d accidentally tossed it right on top of the open flame. For a few seconds, Harvey and Harold both stared at the disaster in front of them, trying to take in the events of the last few seconds. Harold could feel Harvey’s rage emanating off of him and knew that there wasn’t much he could do to improve the situation.

“Well look at it this way… this is gonna be a great story to tell,” Harold remarked with a nervous chuckle, trying in vain to lighten the mood.

“Nothing about this is great,” Harvey growled in a voice so low and angry that it was actually quite scary.

“Look, I’m really sor-” Harold began, but Harvey lost his temper.

“You left the flame on, Harold!” Harvey shouted, his low voice becoming much louder in his anger. “You threw a towel on top of a fire! You could have burned the house down!”

“Hey, I really did try to warn you that I have zero kitchen experience!” Harold shouted back. “I wasn’t just trying to be cute or get out of doing work, I mean I have literally no experience with cooking.”

Harvey opened his mouth to continue yelling, but froze with his mouth half-agape as his harsh expression seemed to soften. It was an odd few seconds, Harold had winced as he prepared himself for a fierce argument with Harvey, only for things to suddenly halt. When Harvey finally shut his mouth, his expression seemed much more calm, even kind. Harvey heaved a long, shaky sigh before he seemed ready to speak again.

“Look, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lose my temper,” Harvey apologized. “I guess I forget that it wasn’t that long ago that I was in the same position as you. Just about every dinner I had came from the freezer and was cooked in a microwave. It’s not really your fault you don’t know how to cook, neither of us really had to learn how. Mom always did the cooking when we were growing up and when we moved out, we just figured out ways to get around it. I shouldn’t have gotten so upset with you for not knowing your way around the kitchen. I mean… next time you should probably be a little more mindful of open flame, but at the end of the day, no one got hurt. The worst that happened is that dinner’s ruined and now there’s a bit of a mess to clean up.”

“Thanks for understanding, Harvo,” Harold sighed in relief. He wasn’t prepared for things to go so poorly on the very first day and was relieved that it was already fixed before it became an issue.

“I guess a home-cooked meal is out of the question,” Harvey chuckled darkly. The plate of veggies he had chopped so precisely were coated in the spray from the fire extinguisher and were ruined.

“So… next stop, Stardrop Saloon?” Harold asked with a smirk. He was grateful that Harvey immediately returned his smirk.

“Only if you’re buying,” Harvey answered.

“That sounds fair,” Harold agreed.

“I’m starving, we can tackle this when we get back,” Harvey remarked, gesturing towards the mess on the stovetop. “And I mean we. I’m not cleaning this up alone.”

“Is it too soon for me to say that I don’t have experience cleaning either?” Harold teased.

“Let me guess, you have a maid,” Harvey replied sarcastically. Harold’s light-hearted expression was replaced by a look of guilt.

“Actually, I do,” Harold muttered quietly. Harvey playfully groaned and shook his head.

“Why am I not surprised,” Harvey sighed.

“Alright, I’m starved, we’ll figure out the specifics of cleaning later,” Harold spoke up, waving a dismissive hand towards the kitchen mess. “But for now, I owe you dinner after ruining this one.”

Both Harvey and Harold turned their backs to the disaster in the kitchen and didn’t look back as they crossed the room to the coat rack by the door. They grabbed their coats to put on, though Harold took a few extra seconds to put on his necktie and run his fingers through his hair to comb it back neatly.

It was a disastrous start to Harold’s visit, but further proof of how far their relationship had come over the years. Had this been even a year earlier, Harold would probably have been asked to leave. Now, he was being asked to go to dinner. In a way, Harold was almost grateful for the kitchen mishap as it proved to be a valuable display of the strength of his relationship with Harvey. Harold was hopeful for what the next few days had in store for them.

don’t let harold do stuff in the kitchen

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Emm random soft holsom hc. After finals are over they planned to go on a date but fell asleep cuddled together in the attic instead

it’s a bit different from the original ask whoops hope ulike it

ft. both parties pining bc i lov to fix all that #suffering

love my boys!

words:like 750 (sorry its so short! im studying for finals atm and i just,, do nothave time to write full fics sorry)

warnings:casual anxiety, nothing too bad

“You know, Ransy-” Holster starts, cutting off midsentence. Bothof them are half asleep, laying on their backs in a pile of blankets andpillows . It’s too late at night for either of them to be coherent, and Justinfinds he doesn’t care.

“Yeah, Holtzy?” Justin likes how quiet the Haus is on anon-kegster night. He likes the peace. They hung fairy lights over the bunkbeds a while ago, and their soft glow is the only light in the room. Thewindow’s open, and a soft breeze flutters the curtain, letting more moonlightthrough.

“Thank fuck we’redone with school and all, but I’m…” Holster trails off again.

Ransom is worried. Adam only gets like this when he hassomething he’s debating about saying. The obvious end to his sentence issomething like “I’ll miss it here”, but for a second, Justin’s wildestfantasies rage through his head. Not all of them are good, and for a secondAdam’s going to tell him he’s dying or that he doesn’t want to see Justin nextyear at all. Thanks, anxiety! hethinks, trying to steady his speeding heart.

The thing is, Justin likes knowing things. He likes knowingwhen and where and how things are going to happen and what people will saynext. That way there’s no uncomfortable situations or places he can embarrasshimself.

He neverexpected Adam.

Adam, the loud,lactose-intolerant, Jewish boy who’s had Justin’s back since he walked into therink the first day. Who watches so many TV shows Justin wonders how he’sfinishing all of his work on time. Who doesn’t run for the hills whenJustin starts panicking and instead makes sure no one messes him up any more.

Who Justinloves.

He’s scared ofthat. Justin does not know how to handle being in love with his best friend. Atall. He doesn’t want to let himself think about it, to create hypotheticalsituations that he won’t get to live. He just disappoints himself that way.

Holster seems tohave decided against saying whatever he was going to say, because he finishes,“I’m kinda glad we skipped our traditional post-finals ice cream date. Thisfloor is comfy, bro.”

Ransom laughsquietly. “Yeah. Man, I’m so glad finals are over.Although the break in tradition is gonna get us haunted, bro.”

Holster laughs,then is silent for a second. “I’m gonna miss this,” he almost whispers finally.

“Me too,” Justinadmits quietly.

Adam’s handbrushes over Justin’s, and Justin’s heart flutters.

“You know, bro,I’m not planning on going anywhere, and we’re still gonna live together nextyear,” Ransom says. “We can do this whenever we want.”

“Still,” Holsterwhispers back. He’s unusually quiet, and Justin’s getting nervous.

“You alright?”Ransom asks, turning on his side and looking down at Hostler, propping his headup with his hand. Holster half-nods, then stops.

“Rans-” hestarts, “Justin, I-”

“Adam?”

Holster sits upand pulls off his glasses, rubbing his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Justin sits upnow. “Why?” he asks, purely dumbfounded. He runs through every time his weekwhere he’d snapped at Adam while studying. “Bro. You know how I get duringfinals I’m not-”

“No, not that,”Holster sighs.

“Is everythingalright, man?”

Holster’ssilent. Justin’s heart is pounding so loud he’s pretty sure Adam can hear it.

“Adam?”

“Justin, Ican’t- I can’t keep pretending anymore.”

Justin’s breathcatches. Pretending you like me at all?

“I… I think I’min love with you.”

Justin’s heartskips a beat.

Adam looks likehe’s going to throw up. “I’m sorry if that ruins things between us and if youdon’t want to be around me anymore or live with me next year I understand, butI just couldn’t wait to tell you anymore, you know, bro? I didn’t want to justleave it-”

Kissing Adam isnothing like Justin imagined. He never expected him to be so gentle, like he’sscared things are going to fall apart. For a second, Justin kicks himself forwaiting so long to do this.

They’re insomewhat of an awkward position, and Justin shifts forward to fix it and endsup knocking them both over and breaking them apart. Adam’s on his back now,with Justin holding himself up above him, and his soft smile will be etchedinto Justin’s memory forever.

“I think I’m inlove with you too,” Justin breathes, and Adam’s smile just gets bigger.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

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For Music-anon! Apparently my scenarios are in fact not always fluffy and sometimes just random scenes based off the HCs I wrote whOOPS--

Thank you all for your patience! Hopefully I can clear my ask box completely and reopen by next week!

Sometimes the “mom” friends are the ones that take the time to look after others, but don’t always follow their own advice. Makoto is someone else who sometimes takes on this role, which means that she’d be able to empathize with your motivations in this regard. Not only would she understand and appreciate where you are coming from when you encourage others (and probably also her) to take care of themselves, but she’ll make sure to return the favour and do the same for you. As someone who is particularly precious to her, she will try her hardest to make sure that you are at your happiest and healthiest. She’d also be that wonderful, caring support that you might need during those times when you’re feeling particularly stressed out or overworked. Makoto understands what it’s like to push yourself to get things done, and so she’ll gauge situations accordingly. If you find yourself getting frustrated or upset over something that is relatively small, she’ll be there to pull you aside and help you distance yourself from the issue or view it through a different lens. However, if it’s something that’s obviously really important to you and that you absolutely need to get done, she won’t attempt to stop you from doing it, but she will at least try to lessen the strain as much as possible. Sometimes this may be as simple as picking up some of your favourite food or making you something to drink, and other times she’ll just offer to lend you a shoulder or an ear for a bit if you need it. Makoto is someone who would quickly learn what is important to you and grow to cherish it as much as you do. I like to think that Makoto would be very, very interested in the fact that you like to sing and act. As someone who was put on a very specific, academic-heavy path ever since she lost her dad, Makoto hasn’t had too much time to enjoy the arts. The fact that you’re interested in these things will ignite a passion in her as well, and although she would probably feel too self-conscious doing any sort of singing or acting herself, she would give you her complete and utter support if you decided you wanted to pursue anything related to either of them. She’ll frequently ask you questions about your other hobbies too, and doesn’t mind if you ramble; she’s genuinely interested in learning more!

HCs (w/ Makoto):

If you’re in need of a partner to bounce off of while practicing lines for something, Makoto will definitely be willing, if not a little embarrassed! She doesn’t have too much faith in her acting skills, and might come off as a little stiff and flustered, but she’ll try her best if it means that she’s helping you in some way. If you get too close, she’ll probably flub her lines though…which more often than not can result in some pretty unusual and amusing improvisations.

She knows little to nothing about tabletop RPGs and video games, but will probably be willing to give it a go if you invite her to try. I imagine that while she’s initially a little hesitant, she’ll grow to understand and enjoy both of these things very quickly (but especially the former, since there is a little more room for her to be creative and insert her own ideas in)! She’d probably end up reading up on different kinds of game lore in her free time too so that she can better understand the worlds she’s getting herself into.

As confident and collected as Makoto appears, she’s really quite easily flustered when it comes to romance. She loves hearing you sing, but if at any point you sing specifically to her rather than simply at her, then she tends to get very red, very quickly. She’ll sound relatively collected when she tells you what she thought of it and, if you asked, any sort of critiques to improve, but her face will betray the fact that she feels a little warm.

A lazy weekend might consist of you playing a video game while Makoto is curled up beside you with a book. However, if you invite her to play a game with you, you can watch her either freak out right beside you (FPS, horror games, etc), or languidly lean her head against your shoulder (RPGs and…really anything that doesn’t require you to run around and shoot things). She won’t admit it aloud, but she prefers playing games in the latter category for the sole reason of being able to sit close to you without the threat of accidentally beaning you in the head with a controller in her panic.  

HCs (w/ Phantom Thieves)

Ann finds it neat that you like to act and sing, and may swing by occasionally to ask you for pointers for the former! If you accept, you might find yourself with an eager student on your hands—it might take a lot of patience to help her improve though, willing and hardworking though she is! She’ll also show up to play games or workout with you, though she’s not super great at the former depending on what you’re playing.

Ryuji is another gaming and workout buddy! Sometimes he and Ann will both appear to hang out with you, and sometimes it’s just one or the other. In Ryuji’s case though, he’ll also take the initiative to invite you out for food or to relax whenever he senses that you’re feeling particularly tense. For all of his complaining, he does appreciate the fact that you watch out for him and others with your reminders that they take care of themselves (though he doesn’t always appreciate any that concern studying).

Futaba will probably find it interesting that you enjoy designing games, and would ask you to share some of your ideas with her if you’re up for it! She would then either offer you some suggestions/advice, some of which you probably should ignore, and perhaps even talk to you about collaborating and working on programming your game if you want to take your ideas further.

 Short scenario:

Makoto, Ann, and Ryuji come over to play a horror game. You decide not to do this again.

You wondered briefly if your arm would ever regain feeling again. You then wondered if the ringing in your ears would stop anytime soon. Or ever. Futaba had lent you the game with a glowing recommendation, and so you had decided to invite your girlfriend and friends over for a casual gaming session. The intention was to have a nice, quiet evening with some snacks, drinks, and fun company. Perhaps that had been too optimistic, at least on the “quiet” front. Makoto had her arms wrapped around your own, her face buried in your shoulder as she squeezed her eyes shut. On your other side, Ann was shrieking and had climbed halfway over the back of the couch. Ryuji, who was currently in possession of the controller, simply shook his head in exasperation. “Damn, calm down! It’s just a game!” Ann turned to glower at him. “This is the normal reaction to have when a zombie pops up right in front of your face!” “Not when it’s just a game!” You weren’t surprised at all by the bickering that was happening, but you focused your attention on Makoto instead, who was still clinging to your arm with a vice-like grip. Slowly, you raised a hand and tapped at one of hers, causing the brunette to flinch in surprise. Jerking her head back, she gazed up at you with owlish red eyes. “You okay, Makoto?” You asked, trying to keep the humour out of your voice. It was odd seeing the usually collected young woman lose it like that, but somehow endearing as well. Makoto blinked slowly, and then gradually began to loosen her hold on you. “Oh, I…yes. Yes, I mean, I wasn’t…” Tripping over her words, she forced herself to pause and take a deep breath. “My apologies. I just merely just…caught off guard. I know it’s just a game though, so there’s no reason for me to be afraid—” “—good,” Ryuji interrupted, apparently having finished his argument with Ann at some point, “Because it’s your turn to take the controller, Makoto.” You watched as the girl immediately blanched. “What? Oh, no. No no, I couldn’t…!” Except when the controller was unceremoniously dumped in her lap, Makoto automatically reached down to pick it up in trembling hands. Seeing this, you leaned down to murmur to her. “You don’t have to do this, you know.” “I…w-what are you talking about? I’ll be fine. It’s just a game.” She offered you a smile which dropped as soon as she turned back to look at the TV. You heard her mutter “just a game” under her breath once more as she exited the menu screen. You looked at her with concern. “If you’re sure.” You would later reflect on the fact that you probably would have been out both a controller and a TV had you and Ann been any slower to react, along with the fact that Makoto had a mean throwing arm and could probably take out any real zombie through sheer force if the occasion ever arose.